this is kind of a longish, complicatedish story, but i will start from the beginning. i clicked my friends page and was greeted by this delightfully fuzzy entry which led to the conversation with sal detailed in my comment to andrea's entry.
however, as i was typing the comment, transcribing our previous conversation, sal was reading over my shoulder. "wait... that's how you spell gung-ho?"
"uh... yeah. how else would you spell it?"
"i thought it was g-u-n-dash-h-o-e. like, it can tend your garden and defend your home."
"..."
::sings (like this):: "GUN-HOE!"
however, as i was typing the comment, transcribing our previous conversation, sal was reading over my shoulder. "wait... that's how you spell gung-ho?"
"uh... yeah. how else would you spell it?"
"i thought it was g-u-n-dash-h-o-e. like, it can tend your garden and defend your home."
"..."
::sings (like this):: "GUN-HOE!"
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