Actually, his “other cheek” has a tattoo of the Southern Cross. I hardly know how to respond. I love my Marines, but I keep telling them they need no embellishment — God made them perfect enough. They move a certain way (with grace), they are absolutely knott-headed and can be total jerks, but can melt your heart a second later with a sweetness that is so genuine and sincere, and then turn around and be tough as nails. They’re sexy and honest — the hottest of all combinations. Not perfect, but close enough. Then they go and mess it up with tattoos. I wanna’ smack ‘em up side the head.
I’d wager that marines have had a love affair with tattoos longer than you’ve have a love affair with marines. Nuff said.
He claims he is a fan and would like to meet her someday.