My mom, the lady who raised us to love Jesus, taught us how to mind our manners, never let us say horrible, nasty words like "crap", "shut up" or "stupid", and never, ever passed gas just because it was funny, got herself a big 'ol tattoo on her back.
And she calls it her "tat" like the bikers do.
"I said I would do it before I turned 50 and I did!"
Congrats, ma.
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