I have a fairly large image of Isis on my lower back. I was expecting the needle to hurt. What I wasn't expecting was to feel my internal organs vibrating as the needle on my spine sent vibrations through my entire core.
<tramp stamp> I seriously hope my mother never hears that. My tattoo was the source of an enormous argument during which she accused me of getting it to hurt her and rebel. I haven't lived at home since I left for college at 18 and I was 27 when I got the tatt. Yeah. After nine years of living on my own, and five years of paying my own bills, I decided I needed to stick it to her.
She finally calmed down, but she's convinced that I will come to see the error of my inky ways (oh, and it's probably a sign that I'm on drugs, too).