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 outside Fresno ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

A Klingon said I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green with my best friend,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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