I get spam. You get spam. We all get spam. It gets sorted neatly into my "spam" folder so I never even see it.
Things like:
-Losing weight has never been so easy!
-SAD TO HAVE SHORT D1CCK
-you have 8 new messages from ladies
go unanswered by me.
Which is fine.
But have you ever seen the names of the people who send these out? They sound like retarded Garbage Pail Kids (no offense to retarded people, garbage men, containers of any kind, or kids). Here are just a few from my spam list:
Abel Stubbs
Lassie T. Petroleum
Stenches E. Hubbard
Gramophone I. Merger
Nabob S. Honeymooner
Lascaux E. Iconoclast
Faisal U. Attica
Catfishes R. Bucked
Scalded D. Sari
Solidness B. Nestle
Trochee D. Haft
Thermoplastic S. Receiva
Schnauzer M. Obscener
I don't know about you, but I want to meet this Trochee D. Haft. We can have some tea and write a few poems together. The great anthropologist Lascaux E. Iconoclast could teach a class on pre-historic art at the Learning Annex. As for Faisal U. Attica, well, he's obviously a terrorist.
5 comments:
So.... wait.... that email I just read from Viag4Cock was... spam?
Sigh... Everytime I think somone is reaching out to me...
My spammers don't have such creative names. Not that I've noticed, anyway. I guess I just delete the shite before I have a chance to read anything on it.
I hope I get some spam comments about how my blog is "nice" and I can "make some money" and "have fun."
One of my favorite spams ever was to Destin and the subject was:
"Your dick isn't just for peeing!"
I'm so glad someone's getting word out on that.
lol, this post cracks me up! Just stumbled upon your blog *waves!
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