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 at McDonald's,
I can still recall that little hat she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

I promised her I'd stay a dwarf forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd make it on a surfboard,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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