Feb 17, 2006 17:58
For all you hep cats and swinging chickadees, here's a little poem comprised entirely from lines of text from the last 10 days of spam emails:
They ignored the experience political or constitutional
all accounts, a very stately punctilious gentleman
the whale always carries a small basin of water on his head
his quickly really stopping desire
With resolution said my aunt shaking her cap at me
Well if you dont mind sir said Mordecai
They are known for their increadible quality.
the devil ! rabies ! proven Or maybe not
We don't care if you're single.
You don't need a prescription
God bless the gamers.
Provocative, don't you think? Doesn't it just sing to you of man's longing to commune with what is best within himself? I'm going to go sit in the corner and look melancholy for a while.
No autographs, please. :)
foolishness