I’m sorry. I know this is old news, and I know I shouldn’t think this is funny, but I can’t help but laugh:

Reprinted from Sept. 2002 — Pitt junior Brandon Smith wanted a tattoo that proclaimed his manliness, so he decided to get the Chinese characters for “strength” and “honor” on his chest. After 20 minutes under the needle of local tattoo artist Andy Sakai, he emerged with the symbol for “small penis” embedded in his flesh.

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Sakai, an award-winning tattoo artist, was tired of seeing sacred Japanese words, symbols of his heritage, inked on random white people. So he used their blissful ignorance to make an everlasting statement. Any time acustomer came to Sakai’s home studio wanting Japanese tattooed on them, he modified it into a profane word or phrase.

I wonder what ever happened to Sakai. I suspect that something like this would leave one open to a lawsuit.

I find the first example incredibly funny, since I can’t help but think that someone who needs a tattoo on his chest to proclaim his manliness is very possibly compensating for something, and the idea of that tattoo just makes me laugh.

My thoughts and prayers go out to Hillary Clinton, who collapsed during an appearance in Buffalo.

She walked out under her own steam, and it was apparently a stomch virus thing, nothing too serious, but I can’t help thinking that collapsing is never a good sign. I may not agree with Mrs. Clinton’s politics, but I don’t want her to be sick or injured, either.