There's not much I love about the spam and crap (Spap!) emails that accumulate in the special Gmail folder. But one thing that's interesting, just before I delete them, are the endless emails with the same "foreign-man" sort of phrasing: "She wants a better sex?" says the witless email. I am endlessly tempted to answer it, "What are you going to do, glue a plastic penis on her?" But obviously, I'd be wasting my comic missive on a moron or foreign man who speaks English about as well as I speak Spap.
Wait a minute; shouldn't that be called Scrap? Well, too late!
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