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
As a child I would sing heartily how there were no whales at the manger. You could see in the creche the sheep, the camels, the donkeys, but no whales. I was in upper elementary when I asked the music teacher why anyone would write a Christmas song about how there weren't any whales.
1/29/2002 2:04 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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