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
My girlfriend's mom was visiting us, and "Kyrie" started playing.
I say, "Oh, this song always reminds me of one of my students, Angel Lin."
Her mom: "Why?"
Me: "You know, 'Give me an angel on the road that I must travel...'"
Her mom (who, incidentally, is a member of a choir): *stunned silence*
Then she corrected me.
5/2/2006 1:00 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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