Evil Shamrock Tattoo Design
A tattoo for a very Irish and angry-bearded friend? Possibly. He asked for an Evil Shamrock three years ago, and I finally sat down and completed it, after much deliberation throughout the ol' synapses. This world-weary rapscallion of a clover is not your friend. He looks upon you all with contempt and a desire for real horrorshow violence. March 17 will be your doomsday. You will be knackered on whatever substance your desire to bewilder self has led you to imbibe....and he will come. This despicable creature will most likely tell your mother a ribaldrous tale of how you are, at the moment, masturbating on rooftops, unused fist thrusting to the moon, and spewing verbal diarrhea of the foulest nature upon unassuming passersby....just before he dispatches an armada of ravenously randy leprechauns upon your friends and family. Enjoy!
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