My sister got a tattoo! From our brother! Ugh if I remember a little less clearly that time he gave me an ear piercing when I was 13 I’ll be willing to let him come near me with a needle. But nope, it’s hard to forget when something is half-buried in your ear lobe and you’re crying in pain and the most the person responsible for it could give you is a half-guilty, half-amused smile and a shrug. No, sir!