Friday 6 April 2012: Man with forked tongue laughs at me.
Meet F, I did on my way to the studio today.
He owns the Tattoo parlor a couple of shops down (check the arms).
I asked if I could take a photo (slut) and he was very happy to let me.
After a few snaps, he started to stick his tongue out,
I was thinking oh Lord. Then I saw his tongue had been split: 'forked'.
Crikey, I nervously tried to make small talk as I was a bit freaked out.
But he was really friendly and laughed at me when he saw I felt awkward.
It's hard to take a decent shot when your buttocks are clenched.
I finished, and thanked him.
Then I saw his girlfriend sitting inside.
She sure looked like one satisified girl.