Ok, Studi first introduced me to the term gaol (jail for us illiterate Americans,) and it was the first time I’d ever come across this term.
At lunch, I stop by a book store and pick up a copy of a magazine called Bizarre. It has pictures and stories about things that are different from what we might normally see. There is a picture of some skyscraper in Jo’berg, SA, and says something about making it into a ‘gaol.’
At that point I realized the mag was British (the ads in the back listed pounds for price) and also that I was very glad that Studi had enabled me to understand what this meant, rather than run around the bookstore yelling, what the hell is gaol? What the hell is it? Someone? what???
Actually, I probably would have walked over to the resource dept. But I like to think of myself running around the store yelling this as I run in a semi retarded fashion making sure that my arms flail just enough… oh, sorry…
Anyways…
Thanks Studi, I owe you, um, like, sheesh, a word, I guess.
“Rolling with the dopes you know. Rolling with the wrong gun on you”
“I dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery”
- I Miss The Girl Soul Coughing