I have a tattoo on my right boob. Got it in protest of middle age at 36, did NOT stop the aging, it's an ice cone tipped over, with the top plopped out, and dripping. And it wasn't pleasant but not God awful, I can't stand it pain.
Cute story re the tattoo....now I did not want my father to know I'd gotten a tattoo, my dd way younger, kept asking when it was gonna come off....like her tattoos did, finally told her it was permanent and not coming off. She said..."well, I wrote on my hand with permanent marker and it's coming off". Explained no, mine wasn't ever. So she asks...."when you get old is it still gonna be there?"....yes...."is it gonna be there when ya die?"....another yes....then with hands on her hips she proclaims...."what's Jesus gonna say when
he sees it!?!?" Thought to myself....I wasn't ever worried about Jesus, just my
dad 
PS My father did learn about my tattoo....from my brother...the 45 year old (at the time)
tattle tail