I find it fascinating the spam email that hits my box on a regular basis
I have won multiple contests
I have several people refer to me as 'dear'
I have offers in languages that I can't read
Strangers want my help
Someone thinks I speak something other than English
I need to buy gold
Apparently I have a friend named Ahmed - and he wanted to let me know it was him!
I even have an offer for a larger p**** "like a girl". Pretty sure girls don't have those, just dudes.
It never ceases to amaze me what crap hits that folder. And quite frankly it bugs the ever-loving heck outta me!
Don't call me dear.
Don't tell me I've won a contest
Don't ask me for my help if you have a name that I can't even pronounce
Don't hawk gold to me. I have Glenn Beck for that.
I don't know anyone named Ahmed - unless he is the new dude at the sev that was there this morning in his turban.
I speak English. That's it. Unless you count some occasional piglatin and teenage-ese.
And I for SURE don't need a larger P****. Serio.
Let's not even start on the spam that hits the ol blogger. But just to keep everyone happy, I took the WV off. And now I am paying for it. All kinds of shitake mushroom crapola pops up.
At least I can laugh at it, right?