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My favorite tattoo is the one spelled out in a crescent moon shape under my right nipple. I got it with my first girlfriend when she wanted to get her nipple pierced. It says "llename de amor [3" [fill me with love, in Spanish]. She translated it for me because she's Colombian. All I could think was "damn, a pair of lesbians com into the tattoo parlor, both wanting work done on their boobs... it was a good day for the artist..." It was also the first day my ex was meeting my family. She was in so much pain after getting her nipple pierced that we stopped off at a gas station where her cousins worked so they could smoke her up and numb it a bit. When we got to my family's home my mom went in for a hug and crushed the piercing a bit... my ex told me later that it took every ounce of self control she had not to yelp...