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 dead all over,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail but I loved her,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

I shrieked in pain I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green on a surfboard,
She freaked out on the lawn and screamed goodbye.

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