There are only a few things that freak me out more as a parent than tattoos. Yes, I know they are mainstream. No longer the province of truckers, sailors and mountain folk. Hey, if my kids get to adulthood and want to tattoo themselves, well, that is their business. I am hypocritical enough to appreciate tattoos in certain circumstances. However, until the kids get on their own, I'll loose whatever hair I have left worrying about it.
The worse part to me about this story is that there was no money changing hands and that he did these in his house. *shivers*
Lord, please help me stay out of jail. I don't need to have to get one myself.