Cheers to choccy for sending me the original mail that ended up being
this web page. I've turned it into a little program that does the random
selection for you. No idea who the original author was, sorry!
For the next verse, simply click your browser's "reload" button. Keep
I met her in a gay bar ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was weighted down with Twinkies in her muu-muu,
and I knew that she would be an easy score.
I promised her I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd yodel with no clothes on,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.
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