Ok this story is way out of hand and I really don't know what to do..
2 friends and I went out last night to a local college bar filled with blazing young freshman. we got pretty drunk and met these girls there that wanted to hang out with us afterwards..
so we go over to their place and continue to drink.. these girls are wild, like down to have fun and be crazy..
so the girl that was claimed as mine had some pain killers and muscle relaxers and offered us some.. my friends took them, then i took them.............................................. .

so im at the point where im f*ckin out of it... damn out of it... so my recollection of the night stops here.. the rest of the story is from what everyone could piece together as well as a cell phone video she recorded and showed me when i woke up...

everyone was talking about tattoos and i was the only one without one, so they told me im getting one tonight.. her friend is an artist and lives in an apartment above his shop... she calls him up.. he says he'll give me one..

right now im in the state of mind of like "ya ya, ill go along with it, its not gunna happen"............ so she says, lets just go over there and hang out with him cause theres more people over there, so we take like a mile long walk over...

so we get there and im still being pressured to get the tat...and everyone is telling me to go for it.... im like alright whatever, f*ck it...

the girl said it has to be on my back and have her initials and she'll pay for the removal if need be...... this is about where i remember nothing......

and i woke up to this.....