I’m not a big fan of body modification. I can understand the basics, such as tattoos and ear piecing, not as much with plastic surgery and noes piecing. Extreme piercings though, such as belly button, genitals and tongue just don’t make sense though. So, when a good friend of mine mentioned that he was going to get his tongue pierced, I thought he was kidding.
Alas no. It was the truth. And today, for the small sum of £25, he did it. Down to the piercists, if you know the area, in the Antiques Market. Now, whilst it heals, he has to live off a diet of “soft foods”, such as porridge, jam and custard.
Its his choice ofcourse, its his body. But really, having a lump of metal shoved though an impotent muscle in you body? He’s less punk than a puncture (sigh), and he far from Emo. Well, he does shop at River Island. Oh wait, thats Indie, where “Individuals” who all do the same things hang around and say the same things.
Personally, I never will never get a peircing, of any kind. Although it looks clean, it still looks very weird. Not for me thank you.
