I loathe spam. I loathe capital punishment, too, but I just might turn my back to the castration of spammers. Don't want little spammers overflowing our male (sic) boxes now do we?
Yet I've also been amused by the inventiveness of the language in their desperate attempts to circumvent the various spam screening programs. I got a chuckle out of the characters I received e-mail from tonight:
Posture V. Newsmen
Inquisition E. Decaffeinating
Golda R. Conciliating
Admired V. Chipmunk
Hairdressers I. Recitation
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