Howdy folks! Let’s yak about this Cody Rhodes tattoo thing, alright? I ain’t no fancy tattoo expert or nothin’, just a plain ol’ body tellin’ ya what I see and what I hear.
Now, this Cody fella, he’s a wrassler, you see. A tough one, they say. And tough fellas, well, they like their ink. This tattoo of his, it ain’t no little butterfly or nothin’. It’s a big ol’ thing, right smack on his neck.
I heard tell it’s got somethin’ to do with bein’ an “American Nightmare.” Sounds spooky, don’t it? But that’s just wrasslin’ talk, I reckon. They gotta have them fancy names and all that hoopla. It’s all part of the show, you know?
- Like them fancy cars they drive, all shiny and loud.
- Or them sparkly outfits they wear, tight as a tick on a dog.
- It’s all for show, just like this tattoo, I figure.
But this tattoo, it ain’t just for show, see? It means somethin’ to him, I betcha. It’s like a brand, like them cows out in the pasture. You see that brand, you know who that cow belongs to. You see that tattoo, you know that’s Cody, the American Nightmare fella.
I heard a fella named Craig somethin’ or other, down in Roswell, he’s the one who done the deed. He’s got a place called Ink and Dagger, sounds like a scary place, but I guess that’s where you go when you want needles pokin’ ya. This Craig fella, he’s the tattoo man. He puts the pictures on the skin.
Now, I seen tattoos before. Sailors used to get ‘em, way back when. Anchors and mermaids and such. But this tattoo of Cody’s, it’s different. It’s got… wings, I think? And a skull? It’s hard to make out sometimes, especially when he’s movin’ around in that ring, all fast and furious.
But one thing’s for sure, he wears it proud. Like a badge of honor, you know? He ain’t hidin’ it, that’s for darn sure. He’s showin’ it off, lettin’ the whole world know, “Hey, look at me! I’m the American Nightmare, and this here’s my mark!”
Tattoos, they ain’t for everyone. My old pappy, he wouldn’t have nothin’ to do with ‘em. Said it was a mark of the devil or somethin’. But times change, I guess. Nowadays, everybody’s gettin’ ‘em. Young folks, old folks, even women! It’s a whole new world, I tell ya.
And this Cody, he’s part of that new world. He’s a wrassler, an entertainer, and that tattoo, well, it’s part of his story. It’s part of what makes him… him. The American Nightmare, with the big ol’ tattoo on his neck.
I don’t know much about tattoos, like I said. But I know a thing or two about people. And I can tell you this much: that Cody fella, he’s a determined one. He’s got that look in his eye, you know? The look of a fella who ain’t gonna give up, no matter what. And that tattoo, it’s just another way of showin’ that determination, I reckon.
So, there ya have it. My two cents on this Cody Rhodes tattoo thing. It ain’t much, I know. But it’s honest. And sometimes, that’s all that matters.
I heard some youngins talkin’ the other day, sayin’ that the tattoo represents rebirth or somethin’. Like a phoenix risin’ from the ashes. Now, I ain’t never seen no phoenix, but I know what it means to rise up after fallin’ down. Life does that to ya, knocks ya down more times than you care to count. But you gotta get back up, dust yourself off, and keep on fightin’. Maybe that’s what that tattoo means to Cody. A reminder to keep fightin’, to never give up, to always be the American Nightmare.
Anyways, that’s enough yakkin’ from me. I gotta go feed the chickens. Y’all take care now, ya hear?
