ugly Category
Is That a Giant Penis on Your Leg or Are You Just Happy to See Me?
Submitted by: Handsome Al via Submission Page
Sincerity is the new irony, literal is the new figurative, and a tattoo of a giant penis on one’s thigh is the new cock that hangs below the knee. I just hope I’m around to see the first person who gets a tattoo of Coco on his big toe. Or something. I’ve confused myself. Again.
Who? Your Tattoo “Artist”?

Submitted by: Robert via Submission Page
I see Jon in the middle there, but where the fuck is Richie Sambora? Maybe the fat guy from Insane Clown Posse ate him. Thanks to I love your hot mom
Pedant Title: Roosters Can’t Talk!

Submitted by: diditforthelulz via Submission Page
What? What is it that you heart, Chanticleer? Spit it out, goddammit, we want to know! Thanks to Corporate Compliance
Tempting Fate

Submitted by: dunno source via Submission Page
This is a world of regret waiting to happen. I mean, lord knows I was upset when Dylan chose Kelly (mostly by Brenda’s black leather vest), but I managed to confine my devastation to the back cover of my wide-ruled notebook rather than committing it to skin.
And THANK GOD, because Brenda had scarcely packed up her last pair of high-waisted jeans before I relocated to Camp Val.
It ain’t easy being cheesy
Submitted by: dunno source via Submission Page
“It aint’t easy being cheesy”? Really? Are you sure? Because you’re making it look like child’s play.
thanks to Game BuddhaForgive My Singing Tonight, Folks. I’m a Little Horse
Submitted by: Facebook via Submission Page
Looking at this tattoo is kind of like hearing a punch line without having heard the joke that preceded it. “No, no, I said ‘horse PIANIST.’” Or “He doesn’t know that one, but maybe if you hum a few bars?” Or “So then the rabbi says, ‘There’s no such thing as kosher foie gras. Hey, what happened to my bunion cream?’”
A Fine Example of the Genre
Submitted by: deviantart via Submission Page photo thanks to Come learn with us
This piece was done by Roget Peekytoe of Elko, Nevada, the world’s foremost tattoo artist specializing in both pet portraits and transgendered werewolves doing the Robot.
He has a waiting list of 30 to 45 minutes, during which time he’s not actually working on other clients, but rather watching old episodes of ThunderCats that he has on Betamax while having a bowl of Easy Mac. They say that patience is its own reward, but I think that the above picture suggests otherwise.
What? It’s Tiring Having to Explain What You Want With Actual Words
Looks like this lucky little man is wearing a bowtie. That’s how you know he’s classy.
Photo thanks to Bully Tech
Um, I Ordered These Poached. Can I Send it Back?
Submitted by: dunno source via Submission Page
I love breakfast more than anything else in the world, so I can hardly fault someone for getting it tattooed right on top of his head. But if you’re going to bother with the fork, why not go all the way and include all the elements of a balanced breakfast? Like a glass of O.J., a plate of sourdough toast, a side of bacon, and a six-pack of Miller High Life.
What? You wouldn’t want to drink anything heavier. It’s breakfast.





