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
It was 1988, I was 15, in my backyard with my brother and my friend, who I had a crush on and was trying to impress by singing a Beatles song. I yelled out "He's the black writer, writer, writer!" They turned and looked and me and say "What!" And could not stop laughing. I wished then (unknowingly) for Harry Potter's invisibility cloak.
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Anonymous
Submitted on
2/8/2006 2:04 pm
Age it happened
15
Better than original?
No
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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