Megan's Head

A place where Megan gets off her head.

Tat 2

So, in 1984, when I was 19 year’s old I went and got a tattoo. It was in a hole-in-the-wall shack in Salt River; a real sailor’s tattoo parlour, and I paid 50c to have the "little prince" star tattooed on the inside of my ankle. Tomorrow I’m turning twenty five years older and I have an appointment at 11am for tat 2. Things have changed. I am booked into a swanky parlour on Blauwberg beachfront, it’s costing a fortune, and I’ll listen to metal while I lie on a special bed and have expert attention. I am so scared. I can’t stop thinking about it. Eeeek.

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4 Comments

  1. Margie

    HEY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Colourinse

    Too Youuuuuuu!

  3. Happy Biiiirthday!
    Will you post a pic of the tat when it’s done (and healed)?

  4. megan

    done!

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