Lest I offend any of my faithful readers, I'll begin by saying I have several dear friends with tattoos. I have no real problem with them...but I don't want one.
Tattoos + first graders: you know this can ONLY head south.
I have a little guy that's superquiet all the time. Today I look over and he's discreetly pulled his shirt up so his cohort can take a good long look at his stick-on tattoos.
Oh yes, they were all in a row, neatly lined up from his elbow to his shoulder.
So I say, "B, what did you do, just put the entire page of tattoos on yourself?"
He says, "Yep."
At least yours will come off in the shower.