Twenty-five years old, my mom's got big breasts, ya know.

The story:

After singing the lines incorrectly for years at drunken kareoke (how DO you spell that word?) parties (which never had any alcohol, but Mountain Dew is a wonderful substitute), then happening upon this site, and realizing the song wasn't as incestuous as I believed. Not really embarrassing, unless you count the video footage from the parties...