Houston Adventures: Friday 13th equals Cheap Tattoos

Back in my adolescent years, I grew up watching the slasher flick Friday the 13th. Halloween back in my day would be bombarded with bloody hockey masks on young boys pretending to be Jason, the insane killer in the movie. My grandmother, a devout, and practicing Catholic, even had advice on how to steer your day “curse…… Continue reading Houston Adventures: Friday 13th equals Cheap Tattoos