It has recently come to my attention that there is a woman, somewhere in Ohio, with this tattoo actually existing on her back.
The story, as it evidently goes:
Once upon a time, Rossie Brovent was dating Ryan Fitzjerald, a tattoo artist. For whatever reason, Rossie cheated on Ryan with one of his friends. Rossie did not tell Ryan, but Ryan knew this. He chose not to confront her immediately, though. Instead, when Rossie asked him to tattoo a scene from the Chronicles of Narnia on her back, he took the opportunity to permanently brand her with a steaming pile of shit. Rossie became very mad and tried pressing criminal charges against her now ex-boyfriend. She found herself legally unable to, though, as just prior to the tattooing she signed a consent form stating that the design was “at the artist’s discretion”. Rossie claims that Ryan tricked her into drinking cheap wine and taking tequila shots before signing the form and getting the tattoo. I don’t know Ryan personally, but this doesn’t seem like an outlandish accusation. At the time of this writing, Rossie is suing Ryan for $100,000.
So far, I’ve got this bout scored 3 points to Fitzjerald and 0 points to Brovent.
Point 1 goes to Fitzjerald for completely commandeering the Googling of “Rossie Brovent”. It’s one thing to take away her right to choose a tattoo, but taking away her right to an unbiased Google search is a whole other level of mean.
Point 2 goes to Fitzjerald for the same reason. You might be thinking, “Say what!? If you Google “Ryan Fitzjerald” you’ll read all about what he’s done.” Well, you’re right, but think about it this way. When faced with the fact that his girlfriend was cheating on him, he remained cool, calm, and collected until the timing was right. This means that he stays composed under pressure. To come up with the idea of tattooing a giant pile of shit in place of the Narnia request means that he is smart. He got her drunk and made her sign a consent form which means he covers up his tracks. The fact that he actually went through with the whole thing tells us that he is relentless. So, let’s summarize. If you Google “Ryan Fitzjerald”, you will learn about a composed, smart, and relentless individual that knows how to cover up his tracks. These seem to be highly sought after qualities in the corporate world, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he got a job offer after all of this.
When I was a kid, my friends and I would often play the “How much?” game. This involved asking each other how much we would have to be paid to do completely ridiculous things. For instance, I would ask my friend, “How much would I have to pay you to chew on tin foil for ten minutes?” Or, “How much would I have to pay you to stick a Q-tip in your pee hole?” The point of discussing this is to show that even at the tender age of 10, we knew better than to ask for a measly $100,000 to have a pile of crap tattooed on our backs. Point 3 goes to Fitzjerald for managing to get off with such an unambitious lawsuit. I’ve been trying to figure out why Rossi would ask for so little. It seems to me that, in the back of her mind, she knows she’ll be crawling back to him.
And so it’s scored: Fitzjerald 3, Rossi 0.