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
Imagine if you will, a sunday night at the local, and its kareoke night. Me being a big rock 'n' roll fan decide to use my vocal cords in order to impress the young vixon behind the bar. Result? well, it didn't impress her much, and I had the public house in stitches. I now no longer go to this pub, and have instead joined an ancient cult from Swansea where no-one is allowed to sing and everyone bangs drums. Its much easier and the woman love it, even if they do look like a rhino's arse after a bad curry.
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Anonymous
Submitted on
4/8/2002 12:31 pm
Age it happened
18
Better than original?
Yes
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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