Oh, you’re not even trying anymore!
Dear Spammers, Is it too much to ask that you put a bit of effort into your attempts at parting me from my hard earned money? The quality of spam has declined dramatically lately. This sad email was far too easy to spot. I didn’t even need to use my bifocals to spot the glaring [...]
Spammers – computer world’s fundamentalist nitwits
Spammers, I swear, they are like those annoying fundamentalists who insist on sharing their special, insider knowledge with you. They just don’t go away. I’ve saved a sampling of some of the more humourous entries to share with you. If you recognise any as your work… well… I’d be embarrassed too. Here’s winner (or is [...]
I think spammers are just optimists
I think spammers are the most optimistic people on the face of the earth. How else do you explain their behaviour? I have a new one that keeps sending me his “personal views” on the differences between a couple of mp3 players – when did I ever blog about mp3 players? Oh and of course [...]
Spam is best served cold.. oh wait isn’t that revenge?
Spammers are such idiots. I’m sorry, but .. well… there is no better way to describe them. I love scooting through the junk they try to leave in the comments section. I’ve been getting long, rambling, incoherent requests to write entries for my blog. They all invariably guarantee “quality content” or “quality writing” and almost [...]
A spammer doesn’t like me sniffle….
I love spammers – especially clueless ones who use the comments area to mark up my blog. They remind me of dogs in heat who want to spray the neigbourhood with their scent. I especially love the ones who get all snitty when I delete their crap: Why have you removed my post? It was [...]
Who writes this stuff?
I wonder who writes the headers for some of the spam that hits my mailbox. Here’s the latest example: Take her breath away when you pull your pants down Make your love locomotive fill her tunnel Love locomotive? To the writers of spam, please note, NO ADULT talks like this. Or at least not without [...]
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