Tramp stamps

I was horribly sick on Sunday, suffering from what I refer to as “my stomach trying to kill me again.” It’s a fun little episode that happens about once a year, during which I get a day of flu-like symptoms and occasionally puke, and then am mostly fine by the evening. This are brought on by my pretending like I can eat normal food, a notion my body disavows me of at least once a year.

All that to say, I was in bed, ill. I’d washed my sheets that morning but didn’t have it in me to make the bed yet, and I laid on top of the warm sheets and dozed for a bit.

During a little half-sleep, half-wake period, I got to thinking about lower back tattoos, the proverbial tramp-stamp.

And I started wondering what the best one would be.

Which got me wondering if anyone had gotten a literal tramp stamp, a la Tramp from Lady and the Tramp.

So I googled it, and boy was I not disappointed.