I don't have any tats, and no holes in my body that I wasn't born with.
As a boy, I remember my dad having scars on his chest. I asked him what it was, and he said it was a brand he received as initiation into the "T" club at West Texas State Univ. (now West Texas A&M) in the 1950s in Canyon, Texas.
He played football for WT, and when you lettered you were initiated into the "T" club by the other football players holding you down on a table. They pulled off your shirt, doused you with a bucket of water (for better conductivity). They had a board with two nails driven halfway through with the points of the nails bent close together. They attached the heads of the nails to an old telephone crank. The guys took turns cranking, while another burned a large T on your chest. The started at the nipple and went down a couple of inches...then from nipple to nipple across the chest.....then down the center of your chest to the naval.....then across the naval....then two short marks upwards...to make a large "New Times Roman" font "T" on your chest.
They won the 1956 Tangerine Bowl, and my dad was inducted into the West Texas Hall of Champions in 2010 (he also played for the Steelers and the Bills). I have been to several Football reunions in Canyon with him, and the guys always talk about getting their "T".
I played college ball, too, in the early 80s....but thankfully for me they had outlawed that kind of stuff by then.
