There are one hundred and one things I'd like to say about this picture, but let's start with the obvious: that second fellow in line looks a whole damn lot like Daniel Radcliffe, right? What is that boy doing with ink all over his body and a fetus in his britches? I want to stop there--I really do. But it'd be hard to move on without noting that the guy up front must feel weird about his bare leg. And if he doesn't, I do. Could that explain his awkward posture? Perhaps he's explaining to Daniel that he can't afford to finish his leg because he spends so much money on women's razors to keep his armpit hair shaved--so you can get the full effect of his underarm ink. I'll admit, I've bought a few shirts and dresses based primarily on the fact that they showcase my tattoo--a pomegranate tree on the left side of my chest. Nothing too low cut, too revealing. But still. When I got it, I wanted it in a place people would see; otherwise, what was the