It’s totally because I bought him a baby doll when he was little
We’d been in the car for a few minutes already after school chatting about Bug’s day when we got to a red light. I turned around to say something to him and noticed that he had a decoration on his forearm that I had not yet seen.
“Hey Bug, what’s that on your arm?”
“It’s a tattoo! It has a bag.”
“A bag? You have a tattoo of…a bag? Let me see.”
I leaned in a little closer to inspect, and by golly he wasn’t lying - it WAS a bag. Public Service Announcement included.
He’s a cute little feminist, don’t you think?
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I cant tell you the joy I feel in my heart when Im talking to my father and make casual mentions of buying Voldemort a doll. I can see the vein in his forehead throb all the way from Alaska.
It looks great! Can he read the PSA yet? Gotta love a “tattoo” like that.
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