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 husband and I were out at a piano bar. I was singing to him and he looked at me kinda funny. What did you say? I replied "We don't jam at the lineup." When he stopped laughing he proceeded to tell anyone who would listen what I thought the words were. This of course was as payback for the ribbing I had given one of my sisters for misinterpreting "Give me the Beat boys".
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Anonymous
Submitted on
9/20/2003 2:59 pm
Age it happened
38
Better than original?
Yes
Convinced others you were right?
Yes
Was partying involved?
No
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