My wife and I were visiting friends in SoCal. Late in the afternoon we decided to climb into their hot tub to watch the sunset - they have a great place with an ocean view.
Dude was inside pouring wine. Daisy was showering. I was outside stripping down with Dude's wife...
"What's that?" I asked
"What's what?" She said.
"That..." I said, pointing to the dark blot amidst the thicket of pubic hair between her legs.
"It's a tattoo," She said.
"No, I know. Obviously. But what is it... I can't tell."
"It's a bomb," She said, "Specifically... Little Boy - the bomb they dropped-on Hiroshima."
"Uh... wow! That's really... something. Why?"
"What do you mean... why?" She said, "The tattoo?"
"Why put Little Boy there?"
"So my boyfriends will never forget this is some bomb-ass pussy."
