The great thing about tattooing your child’s name on your body: you’ll never regret it – as one might if one inked the name of the mother of said sprog on one’s epidermis. TTAG reader RB’s daughter Livvy knows her old man is fully committed to his progeny, body and soul. She also knows that Daddy is a 1911 fanboy-for-life, twice over. I seriously doubt RB will ever think to himself, screw John Moses Browning, Gaston Glock’s my guy now. And I mean that in a totally asexual way. Are those holes life-size? OK, I’m gonna stop now.