Tattoos

Iam a big fan of epigrams.
Bumper stickers, graffiti.
Writings on the wall, on the car, on your t-shirt.
Even if yours says, 'Duh!' or ‘STOP STARING AT ME', I will crane my neck to read it.

what is our oil doing under their soil ?

yes, this is my truck. No, I will not help you move.

still wild (this was on a very sophisticated lady's car)

Want to know if there is life after death? Touch my car and find out!


life is like mail,somtimes you just don't get it ( I read this on Orkut).

Mercifully my penchant to figure out tattoos is gone.
In a not so charming manner.
We were taking about tattoos, when a colleague without warning, buttoned down his shirt, and showed off his chest tattoo.
Ew!
With so people walking all over around us in the cafeteria, I was terribly embarrassed by the action.
So, no more tattoo peering for me.