It was my second time going to Copenhagen, or Horsens for this tattoo convention called Prison Ink, and I was there with my uncle who was reserving a booth for his two apprentices, and I joined in as a canvas. He did my chest tattoo. The same girl that did my banana duck, also did this small piece right here. And I wanted something to commemorate her because she wasn’t gonna be coming back to Prison Ink anymore, she was just gonna be doing other stuff in Norway where she lives.
I wanted something that was good, and she pulled it out of her bag and said “This is the special one”. And I was like, ooh, can I get it colored? And she’s like, yes. And then I asked her if she could add a little frown to make it a little devious. And I just love it.
The Ink Story 
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