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
Not so much embarrassment as utter
disappointment: What I thought was a bittersweet
summation of the ambiguity of a working class
life - " ... you'd be on your skids if it weren't
for the job at the garage you could own the whole
world ..." - saved and imprisoned by the very
same thing - turns out, in fact, to have been a
line Debbie Harry couldn't be bothered even
finishing. "Oh-oohh-oh" indeed!
My version *unquestionably* better.
5/24/2009 4:14 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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