Spring has sprung here in New Jersey. My Sainted wife's garden is waking up, our magnolia and the cherry trees out front are in full bloom and the air is thick with allergens. Spring also brings out the all the wonderful young women who have been hidden from view over the winter, allowing us old curmudgeons to relive our (imagined) youth.
But alas, skimpier clothes on some people bring out the sight of some god-awful tattoo they really shouldn't have gotten over the winter. You know full well my thinking on this topic. (Just in case a reminder is needed, see my February 16 and November 11 observations from last year). It is just all the more painful when these things pop out in the Spring, spoiling an otherwise beautiful scene by shouting "look at me! I'm hideous!"
And they are.
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