We were all young once.
What a thrill it was to get cut up and bloody and then mash our dripping wound with a buddy's to show our undying loyalty, trust and bro-love (yeah, I never did that). A few friends of mine (who shall remain nameless) have a similar bloody pact with their SnP needles and ink. They SHARE. Gasp! Although I think they are real sweet stand-up people, I can only attribute this behavior to ignorance about a little thing called Biology. There also may be confusion about how BBPs spread from one person to another. I am a former HS biology teacher, so let me break it down fo' ya.
I did (see certificate) and it's no joke yall! Hep C is spreading like wildfire. When tatting, PLEASE take precautions to avoid cross-contamination between the tattooer(s) and various tattooee(s). Please be aware of what you touch while poking. If you're poking and then grab the ink bottle, recognize that if you touch the bottle without gloves afterwards, that virusy shit is crawling all up on you looking for a way to get in. What you touch next will have it on there too. To kill it where it lay? Bleach. Bleach and time. Hep B can live for a week in a smear of dried blood. Please properly dispose of soiled kit contents and disinfect all surfaces after poking. Wash hands with vigor and with antibacterials soap before and after. I have updated the Tattoo Book Insert to reflect our new rightful paranoia.
In respectful response to a local stick and poke professional that wrote to me with her concerns, I will be adding yet another item to the kit! A medical bib for laying out all the fancy kit contents upon. That way all of you stick and poking in the woods don't have to figure out how to sterilize your stumps. Woot!
Poke safely!