I get a lot of spam, apparently. Not as much as some people I know, but I must have gone somewhere I shouldn’t have to get the amount and type of spam I get. Well, unless you read the content and don’t just assume based off of the title that it’s lewd, unsavory content. This next message is an example of why that’s the case…it’s not good or bad; it just is. It certainly has nothing to do with porn, viagra or get rich quick schemes, AND it’s entertaining, in a warped sort of way… I wonder if the purveyors of this spam intend for the messages to be this humorous…
“’You’re my alarm clock,’ the boy said. It will uncramp though, he thought. Surely it will uncramp to help my right hand. There are three things that are brothers: the fish and my two hands. It must uncramp. It is unworthy of it to be cramped. The fish had slowed again and was going at his usual pace. I can do nothing with him and he can do nothing with me, he thought. Not as long as he keeps this up. ‘No. I will eat at home. Do you want me to make the fire?’
‘But you went turtle-ing for years off the Mosquito Coast and your eyes are good.’”
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