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
My senior year in high school, I was reading a letter from my girlfriend in my English class. As we were not doing much of anything at the time(it was just a couple of days before graduation)a fellow classmate of mine looked over my shoulder (he was so much taller than me) and read the title of a sheet of lyrics that was attached to the letter. He stood up straight, took the page out of my hand, and announced the lyrics to the class, Shakspearian-like. "Sh'e like the wind through my jeans..."
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Anonymous
Submitted on
6/14/2003 11:05 am
Age it happened
18
Better than original?
No
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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