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!

Nick

I met her in a gay bar dead all over,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand in her muu-muu,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.

Her rabbi said I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off on "The Gong Show",
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.

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