“Why would you want the word juicy written across your ass? Particularly in pink velour?”
“If you do have a juicy ass, wouldn’t you want it to speak for itself?
If you don’t, would you really want people to be reading “juicy” and thinking “no, not really.””
“Maybe I should get “luscious” tattooed on my chest so people will know that I have a great rack.”
“No, no you shouldn’t. ”
So here’s what I wonder about in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep:
I wonder what, if anything, it says about a person that they feel compelled to highlight a certain part of their body. I’m certainly not exempt from it. Shoes. Eyeliner. A lot of cleavage. Tattoos, even. Words describing what is good about each of my favorite parts ? Not so much.
Maybe I prefer to let people draw their own conclusions about my body parts.
Or…
Maybe I don’t think any of them merit exclamation points.
Or…
Maybe I think the copious amounts of Ink are more than enough body decor.
Or…
I’d think about it more, but I have stuff to make.