I am not sure why Hello Kitty fanatics feel compelled to send me the Hello Kitty tattoos that they have gotten. It would seem that I would be the last person they would want to send it to. It’s not like I am going to give them a large compliment on it, but then it has already been established that Hello Kitty fanatics don’t make a whole of of sense. Thus I have been sent yet another Hello Kitty tattoo:
Putting aside the fact that anyone wanting a Hello Kitty tattoo in itself should probably be a sign that the world is coming to an end (especially for anyone in there is circle of family and friends — feel free to apply for a position writing on this blog if you happen to be part of one of these groups) getting a Hello Kitty in what appears to be a spacesuit with Badtz Maru and My Melody in the background and lots of hearts in candy all-around pretty much sums up the sickly sweetness that inhabits all of Hello Kitty Hell.
Of course, my wife loves it: “I need to get a Hello Kitty tattoo that is just as beautiful as that. It’s full of friendship and happiness.” I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for the day that I come home and I find that my wife has gotten a full body Hello Kitty tattoo because there is no doubt that is the direction that Hello Kitty Hell is heading…
Sent in by Gawelle (with work done by Seb) who really should have to get all her future tattoos done with the Hello Kitty tattoo gun as punishment for getting my wife excited about getting a tattoo again…