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
[To "get" it, you have to think about how southerners pronouce potatoes. It's more like "po-tate-tah-s."]
My sister and I are ten years apart and I'd let her listen to a few of my songs at her young age and she really loved this one. After a couple of listens, she jumps up, dancing and singing to it, only to blare out "baked potatoes!" in the most loud, southern voice ever.
you have got to love childhood innocence.
Submitted by
Anonymous
Submitted on
9/10/2003 5:10 pm
Age it happened
9
Better than original?
No
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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