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|There it is. My first tattoo.
Hurt like a searing hot knife was digging out my flesh. Luckily, it only
lasted about 15 minutes. The top symbol is my last name, and the bottom
symbol is for the year my mom was born. Overall, it wasn't so bad. Got it
at Sub Q around 7:15pm.
|Fred planned a trip to Whitey's for lunch in
West Sac. We were the first to arrive.
|Fred, Terry, Scott, and Erik.
|Terry, Scott, Erik, and Fred. Scott has
several tattoos, so I asked him all about it before I went and had mine
done that night. He gave me all sorts of tips for the aftercare process.
|Glen and Terry enjoying their lunch.|
|Terry next to his bike.
|We filled up the lot with our bikes.
|Scott's bike. Frenched in rear plate and
|View from the front.
|Erik's project bike. He will be selling this.
|Fred, Glen and Terry talking about bikes and an upcoming trip.||Glen, Scott, and Terry digesting lunch.|