I've loved Legos my whole life and wanted to get a first tattoo so i dug an old Lego minifig out of the Lego bin sitting in my closet, sketched it and took it to my local tattoo shop. After an awkward pause and the guy explaining to me that tattoos are permanent I sat down in the chair and about thirty minutes later had this guy on my arm. I've named him Turin, after the shroud of Turin (when i took the bandage off it looked like Jesus' burial cloth).
The shroud reminds me of a friend who had a spare room crasher for months who never washed his sheets, when he left there was a crud mark on the sheets in the shape of his body. His nickname is general so it was the shroud of general lol.