Readers share their true stories of terrible tattoos.

I was 19 and only supposed to be there as moral support for my college friend and her older sister. They decided to get sister heart tattoos.

Of course, once we all got to the parlor I couldn't help myself. I kept browsing through portfolios and pictures on the wall thinking, what should I get?

Then my friend says to me, "I dare you to get lips on your ass."

Game, set, match: One hour later I left with a new set of lips plastered on my backside.

At the time I thought they were adorable and hysterical. I got a kick showing them off. I guess the thought never really occurred to me that they were permanent.

It's been seven years and I still shake my head at what I did. When I overhear other friends consider an on-a-whim tattoo I always think to myself, Be careful, or you'll end up with lips on your butt when you're 85.

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