more fun with spam
I've been getting a ton of spam lately, but that's nothing new. Typically the spam is from a company telling me to buy their shitty, illegal products or whatever. But a few days ago, I got one a little different:
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Subject: Hello!
From: "ferns win"
Date: Fri, October 13, 2006 9:25 am
Hello! My name is Erectile Dysfunction. I have a lot of friends such us: bad sex, awful mood, dissatisfied wife, short erections and spoiled condoms. But I do have one enemy ? its name is Soft Cialis Tabs. When they appear, I disappear.
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Okay, so now medical problems are emailing me, which is weird in itself, but then the dysfunction proceeds to tell me about a product to get rid of itself. Is that smart? Would Achilles have told his enemies, "Hi, I'm Achilles. My friends & I are dangerous warriors and we're totally gonna kick your ass. Just don't hit my heel, okay? That's my weak spot. Cool?"
Anyway, the spam ends with the usual gobbledygook:
Where should he go? He was dazed by the unlimited possibilities before him. To Boston first, as the nearest seaport. He had taken the trip in his mind so many times that he knew the exact minute when the train would cross the state line and he
would be really escaped from the net which had bound him all his life. From Boston to Jamaica as the nearest place that was quite, quite different from Vermont. He had no desire to see Europe or England. Life there was too much like what he had known.
It reminded me of a new series of cartoons that just popped up on the web called Spamland by The Brothers McLeod. The dialogue of the cartoon is taken verbatim from spam:
I was chatting to to a friend of mine about my bit of spam and he pointed me to Spamusment, a hilarious site where this guy takes spam headlines he receives and makes comics out of them. I couldn't find one that best represents the site, so just go take a look. I went through every one and almost vomited from laughing so hard.
Mmm...spam & vomit.
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Subject: Hello!
From: "ferns win"
Date: Fri, October 13, 2006 9:25 am
Hello! My name is Erectile Dysfunction. I have a lot of friends such us: bad sex, awful mood, dissatisfied wife, short erections and spoiled condoms. But I do have one enemy ? its name is Soft Cialis Tabs. When they appear, I disappear.
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Okay, so now medical problems are emailing me, which is weird in itself, but then the dysfunction proceeds to tell me about a product to get rid of itself. Is that smart? Would Achilles have told his enemies, "Hi, I'm Achilles. My friends & I are dangerous warriors and we're totally gonna kick your ass. Just don't hit my heel, okay? That's my weak spot. Cool?"
Anyway, the spam ends with the usual gobbledygook:
Where should he go? He was dazed by the unlimited possibilities before him. To Boston first, as the nearest seaport. He had taken the trip in his mind so many times that he knew the exact minute when the train would cross the state line and he
would be really escaped from the net which had bound him all his life. From Boston to Jamaica as the nearest place that was quite, quite different from Vermont. He had no desire to see Europe or England. Life there was too much like what he had known.
It reminded me of a new series of cartoons that just popped up on the web called Spamland by The Brothers McLeod. The dialogue of the cartoon is taken verbatim from spam:
I was chatting to to a friend of mine about my bit of spam and he pointed me to Spamusment, a hilarious site where this guy takes spam headlines he receives and makes comics out of them. I couldn't find one that best represents the site, so just go take a look. I went through every one and almost vomited from laughing so hard.
Mmm...spam & vomit.
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