I just checked the spam folder in the SuperForest email account, and discovered a little "Spam Treasure!"
Under the subject heading: "That's more meat for me." someone has sent an email of the most insane, pseudo-Age of Innocence, literary hogwash I've yet encountered.
That was my first reaction anyway. Upon really reading it, I was pleasantly surprised to find a few nuggets of "Spam Gold." The zen-like, near haiku phrases, obviously cobbled together by some text program, began to grow on me.
Like this:
"Elinor saw, cherished."
That's beautiful!
Check out this doozy:
"He was neither so unjust, nor so ungrateful, as to leave unusual in children of two or three years old; an imperfect articulation, an earnest desire of all the attention which, for years, he had received from his niece and her daughters."
And this one:
"When he gave his completely easy. Three thousand pounds!"
I must say, few times have I ever cherished a spam more, and few times have I ever read with such interest so much gibberish.
Thank you "E-Commerce in Finance, Vogt Kaitlin"
I may not want to buy your generic Cialis, but I love your work.
2 comments:
"Mr. John Dashwood then had the leisure to consider how much..."
I hate cliffhangers! :D
Is it weird that this is my favorite post of all time?
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