Your persona is this ‘rough and tumble’ biker who likes bitter coffee ice cream. What makes your heart melt?

Puppies. I went to a pet store once after my last dog had died just to look at the puppies to try to cheer myself up. One of the dogs came bounding up to the window and wanted to play with me through the glass. I just handed the store owner my VISA and named him Halford after the lead singer of my favorite band, Judas Priest. How embarrassing.

What advice would you give to this chicken shit, who has been putting off getting a tattoo for 15 some years, but I know want one?

First, make sure you've got a good artist that has been reccomended to you. Make sure you like the work they've done. Then make an appointment, and just do it. Oh, and make you that whatever you get is something that you really want, cuz there's no tattoo eraser. And don't get a fucking Tasmanian Devil.

If you could ask one specific question of any member of your family, dead or alive, who would it be and what would the question be?

You know, I'm not close with my family at all. I talk to my parents once every six to eight months, and my sister maybe once a year. I only have one grandparent still alive (last time I heard) and I hadn't spoken to any of them in years. But I think I'd probably go back about 18 generations to my Viking Ancestors and ask them about what life was like before the Roman Invasion.

Will you and 123Jason ever hook up?

What makes you think we haven't already?

Hugs,
GA Dishes