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Jeremy’s “Tattoo”

May 27, 2011

Here’s a rather unusual contribution to our ongoing series of photos of tattoos belonging to Archie McPhee employees, this time from Jeremy:

It was Chanukah 2006. My brothers and I were up late. The cedar had ended before midnight, Grandmam and Pops had hit the sack, and we were draining the last of the manischewitz while waiting for the long-burn menorah candles to go out. As we sat there in good spirits, torah unspooled, boning up on our midrash halakha, I brought up the issue of tattoo prohibition in Jewish law. (My youngest brother had recently tattooed the image of his own face onto his face, slightly askew. It actually turned out much better than we imagined upon first hearing about it.) I reminded my brothers that, “You shall not make gashes in your flesh for the dead, or incise any marks on yourselves: I am the Lord” (Leviticus 19:28). This was met with snickers and sneers. Next thing I know, it’s late afternoon on the second day of Chanukah, I am waking up out of a sweetened grape juice stupor with swollen knuckles and a whole lot of guilt. . .

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