Mom Gets Tattoo for Concert Tickets
Earlier today I saw this article over on Crazy Days and Nights about a Mother who got a tattoo so that her daughter could get tickets to go see Justin Bieber. It wasn’t just any tattoo; the image she got permanently inked into her skin? The face of some no-name-no-talent DJ.
I don’t even know where to begin with this. I guess I’ll start with how there were many other ways this woman could’ve gotten her daughter tickets. Had they sold out, she could have tried Craigslist or scalpers the night of the show. What possessed her to think that having some strange guy’s face on her body for the rest of her life justified her daughter going to a concert for a few hours?
What kind of example is she setting for her daughter? Is it that you don’t really need to work for something you want, nor do you have to pay for it, using your body to get what you want is perfectly acceptable. That’s a lesson every daughter should learn from her mother. Whatever happened to earning something on your own?
I don’t remember what the first concert I went to was, but I do know that I paid for the tickets myself. My mother wouldn’t give me money for cab fare, let alone offer to get a tattoo so that I could attend a concert. Any suggestion that she do so would have resulted in a close encounter with her favourite pair of slippers, or her trusty wooden spoon.
Also, of all concerts to mark her body for, she did so for Justin Bieber. Justin Fucking Bieber! He is a no-talent hack who will probably be forgotten by the summer. Have the Backstreet Boys taught us nothing? These little boy “musicians” don’t last. In a few months, Bieber will be in rehab for his addiction to pain killers and this teenaged girl will be onto some other musician.
What irks me about this story is the lack of limits. This woman wants to be her daughter’s best friend instead of her parent and in doing so she’s paving the way for a lifetime of bad decisions.
Seriously, is stupidity painful? I certainly hope so.
Should you wish to see the idiots in this story showing off their idiocy, you can do so below:
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My mother also has the slippers of doom. She also threatened us with the dustpan which she never used.
Must be a European thing.
Classy, eh? And WTF is Justin Bieber anyway?
Did she get the tattoo on her ass? That would be the most logical place for it…