My mate got a tattoo ready for England winning the Euro Championship.

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Ah, the allure of celebratory tattoos. What better way to commemorate a momentous victory than permanently inking your skin with its emblem? Well, for my mate Gary, that's exactly what he did – or rather, almost did. You see, Gary, bless his eternally optimistic heart, decided to get a tattoo in honor of England winning the Euro Championship.

Now, Gary's a massive England fan. The man bleeds three lion shirts – the official team jersey, a vintage one from the 1966 World Cup (optimism bordering on delusion, some might say), and a slightly questionable homemade one fashioned from a white bedsheet. So, when England reached the finals, his excitement knew no bounds.

"We're gonna win it, mate! It's coming home!" Gary declared, eyes gleaming with a fervor reserved for religious pilgrimages and football finals. Fueled by this unshakeable belief, he marched into the tattoo parlor, a pre-designed "Euro 2024 Champions: England" emblazoned on his phone screen.

The tattoo artist, a wizened man with a collection of football club memorabilia decorating his walls, raised an eyebrow. "You sure about this, son? England in the finals? That's a bold move."

"Course I'm sure! It's coming home!" Gary boomed, oblivious to the mischievous glint in the artist's eye.

Now, this tattoo artist was a bit of a prankster, notorious for his good-natured teasing of overly enthusiastic customers. He saw Gary's unwavering confidence and decided to have some fun. With a mischievous grin, he ushered Gary in, expertly wielding the tattoo gun.

Days later, Gary, sporting a fresh bandage on his bicep, strutted around like a rooster with a diamond ring. "See, mate? Told you it'd come home!" He proudly displayed his "tattoo," a sight that left me speechless. Instead of the triumphant declaration, Gary's arm now bore a much more subdued inscription: "Optimism is Key - England (Hopefully) 2024."

The laughter that erupted was thunderous. Gary, initially red-faced and sputtering, eventually joined in, realizing the artist's clever prank. He even admitted it was a good reminder – a permanent (well, mostly) one – to temper his enthusiasm just a tad.

Now, Gary still has the tattoo, a constant source of amusement and a reminder of the day his unwavering faith in England almost landed him with a permanent declaration of misplaced optimism. It serves as a cautionary tale for all the celebratory tattoo enthusiasts out there: maybe wait until the trophy's actually raised before making that permanent commitment.

However, here's the twist. England, much to everyone's surprise (including Gary's), actually pulled off a stunning victory in the finals. So, in a way, Gary's tattoo, with its tongue-in-cheek message, became a strangely prophetic one. It may not have been the grand declaration he originally envisioned, but it now stands as a testament to his unwavering (and slightly vindicated) optimism.