Iím older. Things have faded and 2 of my 3 are on my shoulder blades. I have a happy face on my left deltoid. All were military related. My right shoulder blade has a Jolly Roger wearing a red bandanna, the left shoulder blade has a gas masked soldier with an orange mushroom cloud behind it, though the orange has faded to a lighter peach. I was a combat medic and respiratory therapist but was trained for NBC threats.
I used to tell my kids, when they were actually children that itís daddyís personality which was partially dependent on how they acted. They could deal with ďMr. Nice Guy,Ē most of the time. If they were sassy or didnít pick up their stuff then the not so nice pirate would emerge and take their stuff and press them into service a.k.a. work. Lastly there was a terrifying killing machine known as BadA$$ [email protected]
#ker, whom they never wanted to meet, because heís all geared up and ready for slaughter and he cares not about what he does to get back home.
It was quite true and the last guys only ever come out 2-3 times in my life.
While swimming in Jamaica, the locals were quite uneasy with that tattoo, but I said heís been pushed back deep into a box and should always be considered retired from duty.
You can tell that these are old and so am I. Well I hit 50 this year.
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