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 with her father,
I can still recall that plastic nose she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail when she shot me,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.

I shrieked in pain I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd run off with no clothes on,
You'd think at least that she'd have said goodbye.

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