That while in LA - we went to a tattoo shop. (Had we more time, I would have done it. I didn't. Heh heh. That, and I probably would have been really indecisive, and I have been holding out for that perfect tiny tat, and I don't think I found it there.)
I just got my nose re-poked. I have had it pierced twice before. The last time, ripped out for an MRI.
I must have shown a brave face, and not showed the pain, because I didn't really flinch.
After it was done, Jen sat down for her pain, and nearly clocked the guy.
(Her elbow was JUST at ball level, and she was threatening him.)
YOU SAID IT DIDN'T HURT!
Yeah, well. Would I?