There's a big, wide spectrum in tattoos, the phenomenon has clearly gone mainstream.When I was a kid, only service vets, longshoremen, and Merchant Marine sailors had tattoos. People get these things then wonder why they can't get hired. Happily, I'm old enough to where nothing needs to make sense any more, but I gotta say, if I'd have thought years ago that really beautiful women would today be covered in tattoos and wear Doc Martens and be considered beautiful, I'd have killed myself back then.
What a CFW.
It's one thing if you go in for an EKG and the woman running the machine has a butterfly on her forearm.
At my age, I've learned you have to adjust to the changes.
But I've gotta admit, when they start to go up the neck and onto the face, especially when they are made up of things like demonic skulls, gaping mouths filled with fangs, and random jagged bones with flesh hanging off, it's not someone I want coming into my house to fix the plumbing.
Both of these have happened.
When I was working in the VA (Nashville), the patients ran the whole range of Desert Storm back to WW1 (!).
There were standard tattoos, particularly during the WW2. They would go into the shop, with pages of images, and pick the one they wanted.
They'd run in clusters during certain years, lots of swallows on the Navy vets. Blue ink.

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Even Parliament's "Flash Light" was called disco by some people.

