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
The Story: And my blunt is my ho now
The Story: At home, drawing pictures, Of mounds of tots, With ham on top
We had some Mormons arrive at our doorstep (as they do). My flatmate got into a conversation with them and I, not being Mormon and all, was taunting them with my rendition of "Climb Every Mormon" and told them, in all my wisdom, that even Whitney thinks so little of the Mormons she managed to pen a song about them. It was three against one as my flatmate and the two Mormons helped me to realise the error of my ways. I felt so dumb considering I had been so smug and hostile. They may have been right, but I'm still not a Mormon!
9/26/2001 1:11 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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