Gayle Hofmann.
She's one of our favorite people even though we haven't seen her in like 6 years. We gotta reconnect girl! What's up with that? But those early years in Detroit with her were... a trip. It seems a little too early in the life of this blog to drop something so phat and juicy, but if I don't lay it out now, it might never be shared with the world. So, without further ado...
The Gayle Hofmann Rap!
My name is Gayle
Man... I aint looking for no male,
Men get whiplash, but I aint gonna tell,
The last man who saw me, he fell.
Now he's crawlin' back to me like a snail.
He said, "But my name is Dell,
I work at Taco Bell.
Yo baby yo, can I get your e-mail?"
Listen son, you best get off my trail,
Or you just might get impaled.
He said,"Baby you so beautiful, I can only look at your picture in Braille."
I said, "You're blowing hot air like a whale,
You're on a quest for a babe, like the crusaders and the grail.
But you'll be looking til you're old and frail
Like Christopher Columbus, you're gonna set sail,
Your game's like communion bread, old and stale
I know I'm beautiful, I must be a ten on your scale,
But you don't have me on lockdown like I'm sitting in a jail cell.
So you better step or else you'll get nailed.
I told you I wasn't looking for no male,
Like Vietnam, your mission just failed..."
SUCKA!!!!
We miss you Gayle.