Låt inte Drake komma i närheten av din panna

Amat Levin 14:29 14 Dec 2011


Haha, det här är för mycket. Känner ni igen bilden? Den började spridas för ett par dagar sen och min reaktion, precis som många andras, var att tänka ”fejk” och gå vidare.
 
Men nej.
 
Den är på riktigt. Vice har lokaliserat tatueraren och gjort en rätt… friskråkig intervju med honom. Höjdpunkter nedan:
 
”The funny thing is, I didn't know who Drake was. I figured it was her hood or some shit, not some goofnugget R&B dude.”
 
”But yeah, she acted as if she had planned it out for a while, but I'm not really sure how much extended coherent thought could actually go into getting such a stupid tattoo on your forehead.”
 
”My whole deal with people wanting completely outrageous and potentially life-ruining tattoos is this: I'll ask them three times if they really think it's a good idea, I tell them what the potential consequences of getting a tattoo on their face might be, and after that, the bad decision is on them. I believe that people get the tattoos that they deserve.”
 
”I guess I feel bad that this dumbass got the name of the softest motherfucker in hip-hop tattooed on her forehead.”
 
”But as far as having a choice, yeah, sure, I could have turned her away, and I'm already getting a ton of flack from other tattooers for this, but the way I see it, if she's got her little heart set on getting her forehead tattooed then she'll just keep on trying until somebody finally goes through with it. I think that getting a color portrait of the Joker from Batman is a dumb idea, but who the fuck am I to judge? If some cat from MS 13 comes in and wants me to "blast" that shit on his chin or forehead or whatever, who am I to judge the validity of them getting what they get and where they get it?  If I tattoo a huge "BK" on a Crip or tattoo "DRAKE" on some R&B-crazed girl's face, what's the difference? Who am I to say which one is wrong and which is right?”
 
”In my opinion this whole world's going to shit, and shit rolls downhill, so I might as well just jump in, hold my breath, and pray to God that there's a nice big soft puddle of diarrhea for me to land in once everything hits the fan.”

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