I’ve been experiencing a bit of burnout lately, and for that, I apologize. You can blame that for the less-than-frequent (and less-than-stellar) updates.
If you’re a regular reader, and much love to both of you, and have been disappointed, you’re not alone: My mother is positively livid, mostly because she looks to the Smash for a major source of her press. It’s fair enough. People ask about her when she doesn’t make frequent enough appearances on this here blog.
Anyway, for those of you who are wondering, my mother is having a midlife crisis. She’s lost 17 pounds and she just got a tattoo on her ankle. It’s a shamrock, and I haven’t seen it yet, but I hear it’s cute, despite the fact that my father has taken to calling it the Green Hole. As in, “How’s the Green Hole? Is it healing?”
This means, BTW, that Ma Smash weighs the same as I do and has the same number of tattoos. Although, mine is on my lower back, and it’s an art nouveau thingie that points to my butt, in case I lose it. I’m told that this is called a tramp stamp, and I’m so, so glad that Mum didn’t get that one.
6 thoughts on “The Green Hole”
I like to call them “Bull’s Eyes” rather than “Tramp Stamps.” Miss you… Rolfe
BTW, I’m sure Ma Smash’s Shamrock is really cute.
Or as the Germans call it “Arschgeweih,” or ass antlers.
“tramp stamp” and “ass antlers”
way too funny, I miss thigns like this not living in the big city.
I prefer to think of that tatoo as Arschverbotszeichen.
I love when the Urban Dictionary gets all epidemiological up in dere. Motherf*ckers should give a brother some cross-correlative data and confidence intervals, know what I’m sayin’? Is crunk a confounding variable? YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHUH!!!!
hey my name is used in one of those definitions!!! i bet ma smash’s tat is cute too.