So, this happened today.
Bringing together Barbados and the partial lyrics of a song by the Rankin Family, I have a tattoo that reminds me of my family. And the location means that they have my back.
Pain? What Pain?
I will be the first to admit that I hate pain of any sort. I am usually quite wussy. However, this was barely even uncomfortable. I kept waiting for it to hurt. Of course the placement has a lot to do with it, and I apparently chose a VERY good place for my first tattoo. But still. No pain at all.