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!


I met her in the Stone Age stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that plastic nose she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail when she shot me,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore.

My hamster thought I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off while in labor,
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.

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