Reading Matter
At the moment I am reading "Scar Tissue" by Antony Kiedis which I had for my birthday (thanks City Bitch).
Antony is lead singer with the Red Hot Chilli Peppers and the book is his eye popping, drug fuelled life story. It is surprisingly well written and is fascinating. (you thought your family was dysfunctional...).
Spooky
Antony's dad was a drug dealer and in one chapter he is describing how his dad grew one fingernail extra long so that he could snort cocaine off of it.
Suddenly I had an epiphany. When I was at school we had a maths teacher (who shall remain nameless) well actually we had several - but this story is about one of them. He was scary - he was lovely one minute and then in a flash he would lose his temper and throw somthing or really scream at someone. Well get this - this maths teacher had one really long finger nail. Just the one, it was a constant source of mystery to us teenagers, we just couldn't figure it out. Coincidence? Could be, but couple that up with the unpredictability. Who knows what goes on unbeknown to us all in small towns and suburbs everywhere.
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