No one's god likes your grammar, or your drunken idea to get a novelty bumper sticker permanently inked on your chest. (Using the word chest very liberally; I haven't seen that little definition since the Supreme Court described pornography.)
If only he had those three extra knuckles for grammatical correctness. As it is, this will serve as a constant reminder that maybe he should have paid attention in 7th grade English.
Poor grammar aside, shouldn't having to remove your bra to see the full tattoo a telling sign of that phrase's irony?
