I was in need of a walk and as there was a cache half a mile away this seemed like a good objective. As I made my way down the hotel driveway, I head a car come up behind me, and was surprised when it stopped, especially when I realised it was a taxi! "Want a lift?" asked the driver. "No thanks, I'm going for a walk" I responded. "A walk with a GPS ?" "I'm looking for a geocache" "Well I'm a geocacher too, look at this" and the taxi driver got out of the car and started rolling up his trouser leg: this was bizarre behaviour even for a cacher I thought, a little worried but also intrigued. Turns out it was just this TB tattoo he wanted to show me - I took a picture so I could log it. We had a little chat about caching and then went our separate ways.
This must be the coolest TB I have seen, the manner of discovery making it cooler still!