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So I was walking through Walmart today (the epicenter of White trash tattoos) and I stumbled across a dude with a tank top and a big orange basketball inked on his arm with the number 63 under it. I almost missed this glorious exhibition of white trashery because I was amaed by his sweet, straggly mustache. I did not have my camera so I couldln't get a picture. This tat is not limited to white people but the spirit of white trash follows it to any race. It says "Yeah I played basketball in high school, and I wasn't any good because I'm so insecure about it I have to show the world that I do love basketball." The number 63 was a good touch because god knows nobody any good has ever worn that number. Great tat, 1998 power forward (JV squad).
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