Oh wait…no. This one:
PS. This post will not make sense to you at all unless you start here first and follow the breadcrumbs. And even then it probably won’t make much sense. Unless you’ve been reading me for over a year and then you’ll be all “Oh, I remember this. Jenny drinking in the men’s bathroom and acting inappropriately in front of famous people. Didn’t that end badly?”. And yes. Yes, it did. More tomorrow.
PS. I apologize to my amazing blogger co–hosts for posting a completely inappropriate Prince badge in front of the one that was assigned to me but it’s much better than the one I was going to use, which is this picture of the most bad-ass tattoo in the history of the world:
Honestly, that’s pretty much the best tattoo ever. Especially when you’re sitting naked on the exam table and the doctor is all “We think you have colon cancer but I need to really get up in there to check”. And your legs are all “IT’S TIME TO PARTY” and you’re all “Shut up, legs!” Awesome. You know what else is awesome? When you’re supposed to write a two sentence teaser about a party and you end up blogging about colon cancer. It’s like a gift.