Tweets from the Living Dead
I just got notification from Twitter about some new person who is following me. Nothing new there, except that this one is Bob Monkhouse. I know they say there's no rest for the wicked and with him there tweeting away jokes several times a day, it just might be right. His jokes haven't got any better though, shame those didn't die with him. It's a little disconcerting to think that all these dead celebrities are making a comeback. We have enough with the live ones, we don't need them at it too!
It's not as disconcerting the e-mail I got a while back though. I happened to be going through my spam, making sure nothing legit had got in there by mistake, when I noticed that one of the e-mails was from Roald Dahl. Apparently he was quite concerned by the size of my peepee which was more information than I was willing to share with him really. I was quite impressed that despite the fact that he died nearly 20 years ago, he's still communicating like a good 'un. Although it does answer the question as to where all the spam comes from. Maybe hell is filled with dead people, and the occasional celebrity type, who are constantly sending out e-mails telling us that we can get a degree and a Rolex watch, not to mention girls, Viagra and a big penis. That really must be torture. All that juicy sexiness and they're not able to have any of it. The devil really is a bit of a bastard.
It's not as disconcerting the e-mail I got a while back though. I happened to be going through my spam, making sure nothing legit had got in there by mistake, when I noticed that one of the e-mails was from Roald Dahl. Apparently he was quite concerned by the size of my peepee which was more information than I was willing to share with him really. I was quite impressed that despite the fact that he died nearly 20 years ago, he's still communicating like a good 'un. Although it does answer the question as to where all the spam comes from. Maybe hell is filled with dead people, and the occasional celebrity type, who are constantly sending out e-mails telling us that we can get a degree and a Rolex watch, not to mention girls, Viagra and a big penis. That really must be torture. All that juicy sexiness and they're not able to have any of it. The devil really is a bit of a bastard.