I could look at my stretch marks as the bane of my existence. Or, I could look at them as cheap body art, without the painful needles. The way they leap up around my belly button, they kind of look like flames. Yeah, that's the ticket. Hot Harley-Mama Flames on my belly. Woo hoo!
Having seen them, I can vouch for the impression of a biker-momma tatoo! Quite impressive actually.....Momma
Posted by: Momma on May 7, 2003 10:51 AM