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
Mom is a big fan of Nana Mouskouri and when I was a kid we often listened to her music while driving. Coincidentally, I had recently learned that some countries in Europe were much more permissive of soft drugs than North America, and since I knew that the singer was from Greece I put two and two together and blurted out "she's singing about a marijuana field!" Mom, Dad and younger sister teased me about that for a long time afterwards.
10/23/2008 4:00 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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