Designing the perfect back tattoo is a painstaking process. Not only do you have to come up with a ton of different elements that will fill the entire space, but you also need to be careful to pay homage only to the things that are most important to you in life. This tattoo is going to be on your entire back, this isn’t the kind of thing that you half-ass.
Let’s start with the Death Star. Why did you decide to depict it while it was being destroyed?
That’s what you call a metaphor. See, my dick was basically Luke’s X-Wing, and the Death Star is basically my girlfriend’s pussy. Except in this scenario the photon torpedoes took 9 months to blow shit up, but blow it up it did. And out came my daughter.
Moving on… the hands, I’m guessing the small one is your daughter’s and the large one is yours.
Nah. It ain’t all about her. That’s my girlfriend’s hands. She got one of dem lil’ hands that never got as big as the other. My tattooer did a real good job depicting how fucked up her index finger is. It really creeps me out, but I like how it looks as a tattoo.
Which finally brings us to the bottom where you have the words “Daughter, Country, Star Wars.” Now, we already know how much you love these three things, but why the zebra stripe font for “Star Wars?”
Man, I’m so sick of hearing this. Those aren’t tiger stripes… it’s hyperspace. You know, like how it looks from inside the Falcon?