I've blogged about spam before, but I feel like another post is due on the subject - as my spam mail has been getting beyond a joke recently.
Not only is it more frequent than ever, but the titles seem to be getting weirder and weirder. And, on top of that, the spam mail is somehow coming from myself now! So it has my email address as the sender . . . and once when I was out of office, I got an out-of-office reply to myself in response to a spam mail. I felt like saying "but I never sent it!" . . . but what would be the point, cos that's my own email address so I'd be saying it to myself!!!
I know, that was quite confusing, right???
Anyway, here's some of the more choice spam email titles I have received recently . . .
Your big proud friend in the pants will overshadow the Empire State Building (one word - OUCH!)
Too bad you can't wear a watch on your legs (er - why would we WANT to???)
You feel like you are tied when you have a little pride (I'm assuming this is also something to do with the size of your cock - or possibly your watch? - but I really don't have a clue!)
You can have a romantic evening with candles, but even the candles will be bigger than your tool (perhaps they're extra big candles?)
Women hate men with small equipment (now that's fairly blunt, I have to say. Maybe you should think of a slightly less harsh way of marketing this one?)
Forget the V when you have this (what is "this" exactly? A naked woman perhaps???)
She'll eat you all day (em - no thanks, I'm not that way inclined . . . )
Specially delivered naked (this makes me think I'm going to receive a nudist in the post. Which scares me somewhat)
We are in charge of making him large (the person who came up with this one may have a future in greetings cards. No????)
I saw Angelina endorse this (What? Brad's sperm? Well, it certainly seems to be effective . . .)
You don't need to own a castle to feel like a King (well - duh! all you need is a CROWN!)
Turn the worm in your pants into a python (to be perfectly honest, if there's a worm in your pants, maybe you should be taking some sort of antibiotics. Just a thought . . .)
Anyway, that's all I have for now, and I'm due out for dinner shortly so this counts as a post AND a Cheer-me-Up-Tuesday. Oh, and to warn you? I will more than likely be breaking my drinking pact tonight. I think a week and a day is pretty damn good for me anyway!