Dan, Dan, the computer man

Ah, Dan, the well known ex-coworker
You would ogle my friends girlfriends
And look up porn on the internet while at work
Or that time you wanted to order that Russian bride
But it would've cost you
Fifty dollars just to send her an e-mail
Your lack of work ethic was something of awe
And that hole in your golf shirt, we were certain,
Was a portal to another dimension
I mean, why else keep wearing a shirt with a hole that large?
You were awesome Dan
Like the mascot of a lazy college existence
Don't ever change