Bills-no-apostrophe Tattoo Studio

Bill was so scary that I forgot to fear the pain of getting tattooed.
I was too busy being afraid of the tattoo artist. 
I was also too afraid to point out that the shamrock that he had just tattooed on my right shoulder looked a bit like a lost green sperm swimming aimlessly. 

Still, it was a great present to bring back to my parents after a week long linguistic trip to Scotland (there was a lot of tongue action all right...)
Others brought back boring highland dolls with tartan kilts, or t-shirts of the Loch Ness monster.