
That scar on your forehead may have been Voldemort's doing, or it could have been just the punch that your baby brother landed on your face while you were playing or rather fighting over a football! The ugly keloid on your knee could be due to that fall you had while scrambling away from the neighbourhood dog, which explains your morbid fear of the canine species. The long surgical scar reminds you of the prolonged labour that you endured in the monsoon floods while you did your tour of duty in Julau, Sarawak.
Talking about Sarawak, having a tattoo is a sort of coming of age for a young adult. It is a ritual that they have to go through to achieve adulthood. The same goes for many ancient tribes and those who want to preserve the old age practice.
In modern times, a tattoo may unfold different phases of one's life. Perhaps, a butt ornament to reminisce that dizzying post varsity carefree days, the regrettable name of the first lover that he desperately tries to surgically erase, and the list goes on.

Then, the small group of people who ape people he thinks set the standards for living. Without raising an eyebrow, he would don a sleeve tattoo without wondering the significance or having anything to boast about it. When asked why he got himself an elaborate tattoo, he would simply reply, "Simply!" So much for making a statement.
Welcome to Jamaica, have a nice day!
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