That stuff was worse than the injury itself!

It worked, though.

I, too, embedded a piece of pencil lead in my hand.

Top of right knee for me. Eventaully went away (absorbed?)

I have absolutely no problem with the Battle Flag of the Army of Northern Virginia.

Nor do I.
But when my brother keeps borrowing money from me because he can't get a job because of his tattoo, then I'm going to tell him he needs to get rid of the tat or live with it's consequences.  It was my fault that I kept giving him money until he finally faced reality.

Never once saw one on a female. Sometimes what is normalized in childhood sticks with you for life.

I remember seeing the tattooed lady at the county fair. 
I also remember seeing the fat lady at the fair.  As I remember it, she would be considered average today.

My baby brother (just turned 59), finally had the rebel flag tattoo removed from his arm.  He got it because his ex-wife liked it.  But he had a history of employers going out of business and found himself looking for jobs often.  He finally admitted that rebel flag kept him out of a lot of jobs.  And being divorced and looking, most women his age found it distasteful.

Just like them. My first was when I was 18 and fresh out of Parris Island.

Well that's the difference. Parris Island vs rainbow haired commie brat.