By Ecklebob Chiselfritz
I
once got into a fist fight with a guy during wood shop class when I was
in high school and the teacher that broke it up sat us down and played a
cassette tape of the James Taylor song, You've Got a Friend.
Afterward he asked if we understood the message of the song. We said no and he played it again. Once more he asked if we understood the message Taylor was conveying through his music.
No, we didn't.
Once
more he played the song and then asked the same damn question. This
time as if a switch had been flipped on in our young heads we both
answered yes and proceeded to beat the living hell out of the teacher.
Quite severely.
So I guess the moral of the story is fuck James Taylor.
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