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 on the highway with her father,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand with her cobra,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.
I knew deep down I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up on a surfboard,
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.
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