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!
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I met her in Sheboygan stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth in her muu-muu,
and I knew I'd never rate her more than "4".
I shrieked in pain I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off on a surfboard,
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.
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