The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
Well, it all started with me and my brother going through our Green Day phase. We sang Boulevard of Brokendreams quite a lot, and when I was little I never really knew the lyrics, so I'd make them up as I went along. Thus: I wear cologne. I wear cologne.
9/23/2007 5:08 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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