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Have never been caught yet, and the skies will fall in the time I turn to
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Is the title of a spam email I received from "dislaru@aim.com", and this is the text from the body:
are only repeating that still mysterious paradox of history. Suppose we
seem "It is jolly to get some pals," he said. "I've been half dead with
the
dropped he pulled himself up again as on a horizontal bar, and
thrusting hisPresident, but it had every diablerie that can come from
the utterly
man--Gogol. Here he is," and he pulled forward by a reluctant elbow
themind telling you that it is practically certain what the result will
be." He
and thats it, no attachments, no signature...
I've gotten other messages like this in the past and have always simply marked them as spam but now I'm curious as to what the fuck they are and why I'm getting them.
And, lets make it interesting by giving away two cheap prizes. The first logical/correct answer and the most creative/funny response by Monday December 7th 11:59 pm will win either an item under $5.00 on ebay (and under $10.00 including shipping) or a small photo print of their choice taken by yours truly.
enjoy
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I thrust my President as often as I can
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dont owrry about it, its spam for a reason
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Sounds a bit like something from A clockwork orange, but I'm just saying that because I just read it.
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Well, it kind of reminds me of Waiting for Godot, not necessarily because of the transcendentalism in the book, but because it's just quite random. Like specifically, it reminds me of Lucky's speech in the play. Probably the most sporadic paragraph I've ever read in a book.
Given the existence as uttered
forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal
God quaquaquaqua with white beard quaquaquaqua outside time
without
extension who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia
divine aphasia loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons
unknown but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda
with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell are plunged
in torment plunged in fire whose fire flames if that continues
and who can doubt it will fire the firmament that is to say blast
heaven to hell so blue still and calm so calm with a calm which
even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast
and considering what is more that as a result of the labours
left unfinished crowned by the Acacacacademy of Anthropopopometry
of Essy-in-Possy of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond
all doubt all other doubt than that which clings to the labours
of men that as a result of the labours unfinished of Testew and
Cunard it is established as hereinafter but not so fast for
reasons
unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and
Wattmann
it is established beyond all doubt that in view of the labours
of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for reasons unknown of
Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established what many
deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in Essy
that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of
alimentation and defecation is seen to waste and pine waste and
pine and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons
unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice
of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying
floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all
kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter
tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicilline and succedanea
in a word I resume and concurrently simultaneously for reasons
unknown to shrink and dwindle in spite of the tennis I resume
flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all
sorts in a word for reasons unknown in Feckham Peckham Fulham
Clapham namely concurrently simultaneously what is more for
reasons
unknown but time will tell to shrink and dwindle I resume Fulham
Clapham in a word the dead loss per caput since the death of
Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of one inch four ounce per
caput approximately by and large more or less to the nearest
decimal good measure round figures stark naked in the stockinged
feet in Connemara in a word for reasons unknown no matter what
matter the facts are there and considering what is more much
more grave that in the light of the labours lost of Steinweg
and Peterman it appears what is more much more grave that in
the light the light the light of the labours lost of Steinweg
and Peterman that in the plains in the mountains by the seas
by the rivers running water running fire the air is the same
and than the earth namely the air and then the earth in the great
cold the great dark the air and the earth abode of stones in
the great cold alas alas in the year of their Lord six hundred
and something the air the earth the sea the earth abode of stones
in the great deeps the great cold an sea on land and in the air
I resume for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis the facts
are there but time will tell I resume alas alas on on in short
in fine on on abode of stones who can doubt it I resume but not
so fast I resume the skull to shrink and waste and concurrently
simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the
tennis on on the beard the flames the tears the stones so blue
so calm alas alas on on the skull the skull the skull the skull
in Connemara in spite of the tennis the labours abandoned left
unfinished graver still abode of stones in a word I resume alas
alas abandoned unfinished the skull the skull in Connemara in
spite of the tennis the skull alas the stones Cunard (mêlée,
final vociferations) tennis... the stones... so calm...
Cunard...
unfinished...
Well, okay maybe yours is way more random, but hey this is what it made me think of.
All times are Eastern (-4)
