An older, heavyset lady walks into a tattoo parlor. She tells the artist that she wants Roy Orbison on the inside of her left thigh and Johnny Cash on the inside of her right thigh. After 4 painful hours, the artist rolls his chair back looking satisfied. She looks down and tells the artist that they just don't look right to her. The artist goes outside and finds someone for a second opinion. He walks in with the town drunk stumbling in tow and explains the situation. The drunk says ""Well, I do…