Oh is it my go? Introductions. I suck at them. But I do enjoy tattooing. For as long as I can remember I loved tattoos. If I wasn’t drawing on my skin with pen or marker. I was scribbling them on paper somewhere rest assured. During school I would sketch people or cartoons during class. Mainly to keep my own brain occupied. I have always had quite the imagination. If you spend enough time with me, you’ll notice that very imagination will take me away from reality at all times during the day. Do not be alarmed. I’m okay. I like monsters and eyeballs. It’s disgusting yes, but it is a yuck I enjoy. One weird drawing at a time. How much longer is this supposed to go? Am I aloud to ask that? Well, I went to go get my first tattoo, in which I was offered an apprenticeship. I accepted, receiving my first tattoo from later down the line mentor. In which I then got covered up a year or so later. I knew art, but tattooing expanding my mind on art. In ways I never even began to think about. I worked hard. I work hard. I’m ready to start the next chapter in my life. I guess all there is left to ask is “can I tattoo you?” Oh yea. My name is Mike Boone. Sorry.