Showing posts with label hickey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hickey. Show all posts

Monday, September 19, 2005

All the things she said, runnin' through my head

Hello to our readers in Appleton, Wisconsin - childhood home of Harry Houdini!

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(Our readers? Mike, do you have a little friend I should know about?) No, I just thought 'our' sounded better. And - you know, includes all the personalities. (Just how many are there?) Seven, at last count. Most of them are friendly, it's all good.

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Eureka!

I had this idea years ago, but it came back to me last night, and I think now is the time to unleash it upon the world.

It's a product, mostly for teens, with the just right mix of appeal - active defiance for the kids and opposition from the parents.

It's a hickey stencil. It's a sticker applied to the skin at the desired location. Your sweetheart then applies the necessary suction. Peel off the stencil sticker, and voila, a temporary tattoo without the ink. The only color would be red, of course...

Although, 'Hickey Stencil' is a pretty dull name. Need to punch it up a bit... Love Tattoo? wait, wait -

Luv Tattoo X!!, YEAH.

Some other names might be better... Crush Medal, Skin Valentine, Flesh Note, Lust Scar, Lick Letter... Hmn, these are all pretty bad names.

Once Luv Tattoos were released, I could expect parental groups to rise up in alarm and give me lots of publicity, news spots, and etc. Yes thank you!

I can foresee kids wearing any conceivable image: their sweetie's initials, band logos, sports logos, political messages, school mascots, leopard spots and yes, curse words. Soon kids can and will be suspended for a week thanks to The EtchCo Luv Tattoo.

I'd be so proud.

Undercover marketing! Cute young things being paid by alcohol and tobacco companies to be seen out in public sporting the newest slogan for their latest designer drugs.

Of course, some kids would overdo and end up with permanent hickey tattoos, and spend the rest of their lives advertising their love for Ol' Dirty Bastard. Possibly cute when you're sixteen, kind of a problem at a job interview, age 35.