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Originally Posted by bobabode
I threw a big graduation party, class of '74 (big mistake  ) and that one was probably one of the most played tunes. I wonder how many kids were fathered that night and cases of poison oak in strange places were contracted. You couldn't walk into the woods without tripping over some couple getting it on under the trees. (Five acres in rural Maryland)
Oh well, I hope they remembered to name the kid after me.  |
I suppose it might have a lot of meaning for any guy who actually got caught sneakin his personal Sally through the alley...or somewhere's else. Not that it ever happened to me, of course.
And...Allen Toussaint can create some music, can't he?