I remember drawing so many stoned doodles in high school. My notebook was filled with all these dumb little drawings of weird cartoon characters, weapons, and dinosaurs. A lot of it was stuff like this T-rex tattoo. People would even say they liked my drawings and ask me to draw things for them. I was always very flattered. That being said, if one of those people asked if they could use one of my drawings as a tattoo, I'd say hell no. That garbage art doesn't belong on the body.
That's my own stuff I'm talking about too. Think about how I feel about other people's dumb drawings. This king T-rex is cool and all, but it would look a lot cooler on a piece of white paper where it could be erased or crumpled up and thrown into the trash like a three-pointer.