â€œJuanita dared me get inked,â€ Ana Luz crossed herself then straddled the pew and offered her forearm, palm up.
Mother Fucker, carefully inscribed in Sharpie from elbow to wrist, each letter elaborately disguised. O had legs like a spider.
â€œDios mÃo, chiquita!â€
My answer to this week’s Gargleblaster question: Is something crawling on me?