#oddtales

So, I used to know this kid who’s last name was, I shit you not, Slaughter, he decided that senior year, he wanted everyone to know him by his last name. So, he corrected people by saying “Yo, dawg, it’s Slaughter, call me Slaughter.” all because he thought it was badass, which it was in a way. 

Now, hold onto your seats because I’m not done, this guy had his last name tattooed on his arm almost like he would forget it, the lettering was in some fancy calligraphy with excellent shading. Overall a beautiful albeit expensive tattoo....but who the hell tattoos their own last name on their forearm? To make matters even more ridiculous, his mom was the one who suggested and paid for the whole thing...