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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Nick

I met her in a gay bar with her father,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili with Miss Piggy,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

The painters knew I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me her brother's name was Hy,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive while in labor,
You'd think at least that she'd have said goodbye.

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