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 outside Fresno at McDonald's,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili by the off-ramp,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore.
I shrieked in pain I'd salivate forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd make it while in labor,
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.
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