One of the idiosyncrasies of spam e-mails is they often end with a very entertaining list of random things.
I got an e-mail today trying to sell me Xanex. I was more interested in the entirely unconnected life advice at the bottom of the message. I have cleaned up the punctuation. Heed this:
"There are 10 types of people: those who know binary and those who don't."
"Two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do."
"Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand."
"A bus station is where a bus stops." And wait for it... "A trah station is where a trag stops. On my desk I have a work station." Geddit?!?!? What is a trah, anyhoo?
Another e-mail pushing Viagra had this fabulous list of words. I re-print it here exactly as it originally appeared. This is poetry:
"chiquita safetyadvil law biology
japan dougbfi future misha nimrod niki minou
play velvet arizona
electric dollarsjoanna h2opolo happyday
bigman bfi volley
abby mimisuzuki corrado denali
amelie bootsgoblue chance japan metallic clipper rock"
The Xanex is arriving by pigeon, and I'm collecting petrol vouchers for the Viagra. Oh happyday! It's enough to make my bootsgoblue.
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