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
This story is about my Mom. It was 1988 I was 10, my sister was 11, we actually listened to Bobby Brown. Driving in the family car "Every Little Step" comes on the radio and my mom busts out with "No matter what your french fries tell ya...". My sister and I just about lost it and were laughing so hard we almost cried. She really thought that he was singing about your french fries talking to you. Maybe it was her infatuation with McDonald's fries, but seriously to this day we still make fun of her.
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8/27/2004 9:32 am
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Better than original?
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Convinced others you were right?
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Was partying involved?
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