I got this phone call yesterday from Brian, because he’d just read the post on my blog about how I’m thinking of getting a couple of tattoos. Anyway, he insisted that I drive down to Texas immediately so I could use his guy for my new skin art.
I had to listen because the man definitely knows his ink. Most people don’t know that Brian has an entire episode of Diff’rent Strokes storyboarded across his back. The dude is hardcore.
When I got there, he funneled me enough tequila to send an entire Cinco de Mayo party to Federal prison. Then he took me to some place called Deep Ellum, where I got two tattoos, an infectious disease, and a black market kidney.