The phrase "diseased vagina dentata" springs to mind.

So, when does death actually occur? Is it when your consciousness leaves your body, when your major organs begin to shut down, when your last stem cell passes from from stasis to dissolution, or when the information contained in your DNA is irretrievably gone?

You have to admit, "if you're going to get a tattoo on a bet," you deserve whatever crappy tattoo you get and you should be required to display it as a visible warning-- "Be advised: I am a complete 'tard. Do not trust my judgement. Look at this crappy tattoo."

Ink well.

It's clearly Robot Poop.