Well, on around midnight last night I heard this loud rumble in my driveway, looked out and saw my very wasted neighbor falling off his bike. I went out and asked what he thought he was doing at this hour and what he was doing riding in an obviously wasted state. (FYI, local cop 3 houses down the street) He spun around and pulled up his shirt to show me his new tat. That was it, I couldn't take it, I lost it. :lolrolling:lolrolling:lolrolling The 1% is now Woody Woodpecker on a Harley, giving the finger. Well it looks like Woody Woodpecker anyway. It takes up his whole shoulder. That bird has the silliest look on his face kind of like, Am I doing this right? It's too funny. I'll try and get a pic and post it. I guess he took off work yesterday and he and his WIFE went and got it done, I think she wanted to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. I can only imagine the pain, the other one wasn't healed yet, probably why he got so wasted. Oh one other thing. His bike is still in my driveway, and his wife is in the spare bedroom. I barley knew these people last month.