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Post by keystone61 on Dec 28, 2021 13:49:39 GMT -5
I like the tattoos as long as they aren’t excessive. I’ve never seen an entire sleeved arm that I like, and it looks ridiculous when half or more of a persons body is covered. The fewer the better, with zero being optimum! I never like them, but can tolerate them to a point. I grew up when only ex-military and ex-cons had tattoos. I'm old, what can I say?
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Post by Fumbduckery on Dec 28, 2021 14:25:21 GMT -5
I’m old too but I grew up in bars, mostly one particular biker bar and I have several myself, I’ve always liked them as long as they’re good and not too many. I know everybody has their own taste, but I swear half of them I see are just stupid and or ugly.
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Post by Hart's Middle Finger on Dec 28, 2021 15:02:50 GMT -5
Tattoos done correctly on women can be quite hot.
Just my opinion..
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Post by keystone61 on Dec 28, 2021 20:14:53 GMT -5
Just me, I guess. I never liked bumper stickers, either. LMAO
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Post by Hart's Middle Finger on Dec 29, 2021 19:41:54 GMT -5
I like the tattoos as long as they aren’t excessive. I’ve never seen an entire sleeved arm that I like, and it looks ridiculous when half or more of a persons body is covered. The fewer the better, with zero being optimum! I never like them, but can tolerate them to a point. I grew up when only ex-military and ex-cons had tattoos. I'm old, what can I say? I grew up watching women's roller-derby and hanging out with girls that looked like Harley Quinn...
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Post by Fumbduckery on Dec 30, 2021 1:40:13 GMT -5
I grew up mostly around ragged biker chicks like this, which has absolutely NOTHING to do with me liking tasteful sexy tattoos on women!
And whilst I was spending a lot of time drinking and playing pool and just hanging out in that atmosphere as a teenager, I did not date within that community!
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Post by keystone61 on Dec 30, 2021 10:53:03 GMT -5
I grew up around girls like this. Needless to say, it was AWFUL
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Post by Fumbduckery on Dec 30, 2021 12:12:44 GMT -5
I grew up around girls like this. Needless to say, it was AWFULSurely you're joking, right???
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Post by keystone61 on Dec 30, 2021 19:40:13 GMT -5
That’s a big 10-4 there good buddy. The CB days. Damn I’m getting old.
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Post by keystone61 on Dec 30, 2021 19:59:18 GMT -5
Grew up going to the woods, the lake, bonfires, etc. Driving Jeeps and pickup trucks. Drinking Budweiser and smoking a little weed and a lot of Marlboro Lights. Football Fridays in the fall. Country life was awesome. The lakes we used to go to and just camp wherever we wanted are now lined with million dollar homes and no trespassing signs. Days gone by, brother. Coming of age in the 70’s and 80’s had to be the best.
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Post by Fumbduckery on Dec 31, 2021 22:17:07 GMT -5
Ok, we're on the same page. I wouldn't trade the way I grew up--when and where, for anything. And we were dirt poor. I feel lucky that I fell right into the right slot at the right time. I grew up living extremely rural and have been that way almost my entire life. When I was a little kid we were outside playing every day, either out in the woods or playing some sport. Then I started fishing and hunting and becoming a gun nut as I became a teen, got in plenty of time with several redneck girls and they were the best, my favorite group of women for sure. Great times and great memories!
I'll never forget one of the best things anybody ever said to me in my entire life--back when I was about 30 and freshly divorced from my first wife, I was dating a hardcore redneck girl who cleaned up really nice but was right at home getting knee deep and elbow deep in the muck and mud and worked on cars with me, shooting guns, fishing, all the good stuff......but in the beginning we had only dated once or twice, and she was working on something, and I started helping her and I tried to give her some advice, and she stared at me and said "Look--I'm f***ing this chicken, you just hold the beak still."
I was immediately in love. My kind of girl!
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Post by keystone61 on Jan 1, 2022 19:09:12 GMT -5
I love that story. We weren’t dirt poor, but my dad had a seasonal business, so it was pretty much feast or famine.
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Post by Fumbduckery on Jan 1, 2022 21:04:33 GMT -5
I love that story. We weren’t dirt poor, but my dad had a seasonal business, so it was pretty much feast or famine. A big part of the reason I was able to reconnect with my dad was because I did respect that he was the first person in our huge family to go to college, he made something of himself and when I was in the 6th grade he was able to buy us a house. It was the start of us digging out of the realm of the dirt poor. He just didn't deal well with the pressure that went with it all. But as I grew up I realized all that and everything turned out real cool with us.
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Post by SuperBrave on Jan 3, 2022 0:45:13 GMT -5
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