Here at long last is some of the origin behind the Danger Ehren tattoo that now proudly resides upon the upper shelf of Preston’s ass. This was something completely unplanned, mind you. We had another tattoo bit that fell away like several other things that night, and this was the on the fly save courtesy of Jeff Tremaine. Gee, maybe Preston shouldn’t have gone and rubbed that Bronx bum shit in his face after all…