A friend once said “Kind words cost nothing.”
“Not true,” I said. “I had some kind words tattooed on my ass and had to pay the tattoo artist for them.”
The friend said I was missing the point of what they said.
I continued: “When I sobered up, I had to pay a specialist even more money to get the kind words tattoo removed. Oh, and the antibiotics, the skin cream, and painkillers cost money, too.”
My friend threw up their hands in disgust and left.
Next time we go drinking, I’m making them get a tattoo on their ass.