Spam Review
Some more great spam I've gotten recently:
Subject: Suffer from anxiety? Relax with Valium
I see they've been monitoring my work environment.
Subject: SEXUALLY-EXPLICIT: card returning lorry woes
A sudden knock on the door startled Lady Elizabeth from her lonely reverie. She set down the book of romantic poetry she had been perusing, and flung wide the portal upon the snowy evening.
"Apologies for the intrusion, Miss, but it seems that parcel I delivered earlier had something attached," murmured the strapping young delivery lad as he held a creamy envelope out to her. "I swung back 'round to drop it off, but as I pulled up my lorry blew a tyre. I don't suppose I could impose upon you for the use of your telephone?"
"Why yes," Elizabeth gasped, her milky bosom heaving as her eyes roamed over the driver's muscles straining under the fabric of his coarse work shirt. "You're more than welcome to anything this house has to offer... and I do mean anything."
*bwomp-chikka-WOWW-woww*
Subject: Demeter Stocking Stuffer...
Pomegranates, pomegranates, pomegranates. FUCK! MOOOOOMMMMMMM, you're not FUNNY, I asked for an iPod!
Subject: Suffer from anxiety? Relax with Valium
I see they've been monitoring my work environment.
Subject: SEXUALLY-EXPLICIT: card returning lorry woes
A sudden knock on the door startled Lady Elizabeth from her lonely reverie. She set down the book of romantic poetry she had been perusing, and flung wide the portal upon the snowy evening.
"Apologies for the intrusion, Miss, but it seems that parcel I delivered earlier had something attached," murmured the strapping young delivery lad as he held a creamy envelope out to her. "I swung back 'round to drop it off, but as I pulled up my lorry blew a tyre. I don't suppose I could impose upon you for the use of your telephone?"
"Why yes," Elizabeth gasped, her milky bosom heaving as her eyes roamed over the driver's muscles straining under the fabric of his coarse work shirt. "You're more than welcome to anything this house has to offer... and I do mean anything."
*bwomp-chikka-WOWW-woww*
Subject: Demeter Stocking Stuffer...
Pomegranates, pomegranates, pomegranates. FUCK! MOOOOOMMMMMMM, you're not FUNNY, I asked for an iPod!