There I was in my kitchen eating a piece of ham, when this thought popped into my head. Baby Eskimo Kisses. I do indeed know what babies are, and I do know what eskimo kisses are. (If we were to categorize that down a bit more; I know what eskimo(s) are and I know what kisses are). But what are BABY Eskimo Kisses? Are they eskimo kisses given to babies? Are they eskimo kisses that are just done very lightly? Does he even have a baby? Wasnt Jer too young to having kids? Did I just spill salsa on myself?(the correct response would be: "I'll spill some salsa on you.") These are very good questions. Im going to guess it has nothing to do with babies, but I thought I'd post this anyway. TOODLS HappymerrYCHRISTMASSAIOJSOIAJSIJAS or holidays or whatever the ****. I'm over it.
Rachel was my "Baby Eskimo". The song is about a miscarriage. Cheerful, i know.
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