Your "tatts" do tell a story about you Jason. I've been trying to tell you this.
They tell a sad story of a pathetic man, lost in the midst of his midlife crisis. You spent your entire life building this facade with tattoos, motorcycles and this nasty ego of yours. You tried to fit in with various groups and it all failed. The Army was the first, I bet you didn't even get a honorable discharge did you browny? It's probably the same reason you can't hold down a job. With nowhere left to turn you went to the only group you could get in. It was easy wasn't it? The only requirement was that you had to be white so you couldn't fuck that up. You almost did with the "holla" joke.
Why am I doing this? You built yourself so up so high and didn't bother to set in a solid base. I can't help but want to see you fall. It's people like you that tempt people like me. Are you starting to understand? You are sheep who just walked into the wolf's den. I'm just one of the first to sniff you out.