"What the fuck is this shit?!"

-Milo popped his head up from between the little scenesters thighs where he was inking a pussy cat on her pussy and glared at Taint in the next booth. Over the speakers some kind of poppy crap was assaulting his ears. With a sneer set on his thin lips Milo pinched his gloves between his teeth and with a snap pulled it off. Using the glove to give the womans pale thigh a love slap that left a red mark. It was a sexual harassment suit just waiting to happen.-

"Turn the shit off now man or I'm gonna start sending all the barely legals to you to get their butterflies and rosebuds done."

-Chuckling he leaned back in his seat and looked over the work he'd just finished with eyes as bright as lime jello. Hearing Taint protest he reached in his drawer and pulled out a package Hostess Twinkie which was about like smack to him. Unwrapping it he ate with a zeal that was usually saved for kids in candy stores. Crumbs of yellow cake clung to his lips as he chewed and washed the sugary concoction down with something strong from the flask by his station.-

"Your band still playing out at the Roadhouse on Saturdays Roxy?"

-The girl stood from her chair and stood bow legged in front of the mirror to get a look at the new kitty on her fully shaved little cunt. Watching with a grin on his face he shoved the last half of the Twinkie down and washed it away on a tide of whiskey. Foxy Roxy was telling him about her bands latest gigs but he was only half listening as he watched Taint go change the music on the tattoo shops stereo. Soon Alice Cooper came out and all was right with the world again. Just another day at Rebel Yells Tattoo Parlor.-