This was a song my best friend and I made up while riding ski lifts at Copper Mountain in Colorado when our families took vacations together every year (way back in middle school). It started out as a way to cheer me up after my day spent battling altitude sickness, and eventually evolved into a skiing tradition.

We're still good friends today, and every once in a while we'll sing this song – which neither of us has forgotten whatsoever – and reminisce about those good old days.

Al Grows Plants
Al grows plants in his backyard greenhouse
With olives stuck on the door
Oooo, they smelled so nasty,
They tip me over
And pour all my tea right out.

I went over to see Wilson,
But all he talked about was culture.
Oooo, but when I asked him about Al,
He simply told me this:

Al grows plants in his backyard greenhouse
With olives stuck on the door
Oooo, they smelled so nasty,
They tip me over
And pour all my tea right out.

I went over to see Tim,
But all he talked about was Tool Time.
Oooo, but when I asked him about Al,
He simply told be this:

Al doesn't grow plants in his backyard greenhouse
Any more at all
Oooo, they smelled so nasty,
They tipped him over
And poured all his tea right out.

As you probably noticed, there was an underlying Home Improvement theme. I don't know why or how it got there. Silly children's fancy, I suppose.