I'm in the hall, waiting
Showing posts with label no idea what they're selling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label no idea what they're selling. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
What the hell?
You don’t need to %SI3_rnd10 rod’s %SI3_rnd11 and %SI3_rnd12 %SI3_rnd13’ jokes!
This is a %SI3_rnd14 for %SI3_rnd15 your %SI3_rnd16! It will %SI3_rnd17 in seconds after she %SI3_rnd18 and %SI3_rnd19 as good as if it was a %SI3_rnd20 rod!
No more jokes – you will always get %SI3_rnd21 and moans! The huge pack costs less than 30 %SI3_rnd22!
%SI3_rnd23 can be a %SI3_rnd24! No one will know about your %SI3_rnd25!
Again - what the hell?
Friday, June 26, 2009
Poetry
Subject: SPAM>trapezium
hysteria throttle
dreadful improbable
This is all that was in the spam, so I don't know why it was sent, but it's poetry like this that inspired me to start this blog.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
You think you know where it's going, then they throw in a twist!
Gentlemen nad Dating
There's a euphemism for masturbation I've never heard before, but it's not surprising. Guys seem inordinately fond of their nads.
Later, in the same spam...
Gibrl Raised By Dwogs
The gibrl raised by dwogs was last seen chasing a cjat down the street. That's what happens when huiman bpeings are parented by canzines.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Uh...
I'm locked in room
Isn't e-mailing complete strangers the wrong way to get out of that predicament?
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
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