Lyrics To A Simpler Time

In my teens, I once crapped in a paper bag The ingredients of a great prank I had     Toss, burn, smear, and/or bake     A choice I couldn’t make And, that’s why, today, my attic smells so bad.

Where I am from, other than making it a bitch to finish junior high, the worst part of being pregnant has got to be cutting back to just one pack a day.