Okay here's the story. This was the last tattoo in a 36 hour long marathon. My partner and I held a benefit in memory of my mother who lost her battle with cancer in May of 2006. Half of the proceeds went to a private hospice. My mother was taken care of by hospice when she lost her battle. We had raised over $4000.00 for them. I know one thing though I won't be doing 36 straight hours again. I was half dead and cross eyed. We didn't do any tattoos over $100 and there was only the two of us! Thanks Jarin!!