Hello, operator, please give me number nine, and if you disconnect me, I'll chop off your
behind the frigerator, there was a piece of glass Miss Susie sat upon it, and broke her little
ask me no more questions, I'll tell you no more lies the boys are in the bathroom, zipping up their
flies are in the kitchen, the birds are in the park Miss Susie and her boyfriend are kissing in the [dark]
At this point it ended on my schoolyard. But the operator part wasn't the beginning. We didn't have the Irishmen. Possibly it was so politically incorrect that it got purged by occasional adult contact.
I feel like with the Internet, it is getting harder to tell what's passed directly from child to child, and what gets revived through written records. But that's after my childhood, obviously.
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Date: 2022-09-27 06:03 pm (UTC)Hello, operator, please give me number nine,
and if you disconnect me, I'll chop off your
behind the frigerator, there was a piece of glass
Miss Susie sat upon it, and broke her little
ask me no more questions, I'll tell you no more lies
the boys are in the bathroom, zipping up their
flies are in the kitchen, the birds are in the park
Miss Susie and her boyfriend are kissing in the [dark]
At this point it ended on my schoolyard. But the operator part wasn't the beginning. We didn't have the Irishmen. Possibly it was so politically incorrect that it got purged by occasional adult contact.
I feel like with the Internet, it is getting harder to tell what's passed directly from child to child, and what gets revived through written records. But that's after my childhood, obviously.