Sometimes you see a tattoo and you wonder – what’s he/she saying with that?
I was playin’ goofy-golf and there was a hispanic family ahead of us. Nice, friendly people. Woman in her twenties, a couple little boys, and a guy. But the guy was kind of interesting. Older, a bit, but it was hard to tell how old since his head was shaved. I’d guess he was my age, fourties, but he could have been ten years either direction of me.
Later they were joined by several more kids and a couple late-teens-early-twenties girls.
I’m looking at them and thinking, ok, family, birthday party. Guy’s either dad or grampa.
But you know, I look at this tattoo he has on the back of his neck and I keep thinking, that means something different.
I dunno. Maybe it’s just me. But a tattoo that says daddy, on a man. It just sorta makes me wonder.
Of course, I can think of a person or two I’d like to see that same tattoo on. And no, Ken, you’re not one of them. No matter how much I love you.