Sweet Shitting Christ. You're so highbrow you have a built-in sunshade for looking down your nose at it all, but your reading comprehension sucks shit. I wasn't castrated. Literally no version of me has ever been fucking castrated.
And I didn't invent this 'emblem,' I just inked it. My imitative adolescent efforts to build on his legacy were okay, I guess, but if you're missing something, then I'd say what you're missing is even the barest glimpse of the man's actual genius. This tattoo is but a simple homage, or else just a decontextualised, weird-looking face, painfully authentic and sincere in its message and medium both, and therefore a piss-poor representation of the art of irony.
But it's my ink and my arm, so if it bothers you that much, you can use that mind of yours to recall the location of the door?
blah blah blah good thing Dirk loves being pedantic
And I didn't invent this 'emblem,' I just inked it. My imitative adolescent efforts to build on his legacy were okay, I guess, but if you're missing something, then I'd say what you're missing is even the barest glimpse of the man's actual genius. This tattoo is but a simple homage, or else just a decontextualised, weird-looking face, painfully authentic and sincere in its message and medium both, and therefore a piss-poor representation of the art of irony.
But it's my ink and my arm, so if it bothers you that much, you can use that mind of yours to recall the location of the door?