My son loves mechanical engineering. He walked by with this tape recorder and I decided to share some info that's not in the textbooks. This is from the Road dog tomb of carny punk fun. "Wanna know how to make a tattoo gun kid?" I wasn't worried he would make one. My kid's rebellion takes the form of rule following...right in front of my face. My dood is a do-gooder but i love him anyway. The construction principals would be his take-away. A tat gun works the way old school locomotive wheels work. I'm not gonna tell you, but I told him how to build a tat-pen. Then I showed him on my arm how I tatted myself to dial-in past ones. Some of my tats are shredded and some have really nice lines. He soaked it up smiling. "Didja lean anything my Boy?" He handed me the tape recorder. "I learned why your tattoos look like a detention hall desk."
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