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 singing!

Nick

I met her in a gay bar ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew I'd never rate her more than "4".

I promised her I'd hate her dog forever,
She said to me her brother's name was Hy,
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled with no clothes on,
She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.

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