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
While the song was playing on the radio, I commented to my sister on how strange it was that one would sing about wooden teeth, and how rude it was to use the word "bums" to describe the homeless.
She looked at me as if I'd farted in neon, to quote Christopher Moore.
1/31/2008 10:18 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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