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 the Stone Age stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny in her muu-muu,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The judge declared I'd salivate forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd make it while in labor,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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