Nov 07, 2005 17:19
There's a woman at the office today with a black leather jacket, not quite biker style, and a black leather cap. My boss sees her and starts laughing to himself. Then proceeds to tell me about how his very small northern Ontario town had only two cinemas -- The Strand, which played regular movies, and The Royal, which played, well, pornos. And how their weekly 8-page newspaper had listings of movies for The Strand, and in one corner of the movies page in teeny-tiny print, the listings for The Royal. He remembers vividly one particular film called Erica, the Nazi War Bitch. To this day, whenever he sees a woman dressed in a black leather biker jacket with that black leather cap, he thinks of Erica.
O.O
Oh man. That was waaaaay too much information, wasn't it. Hee!
real life