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I'm trying to find a publisher for a book version of good things from spam, with a few extras such as cartoons and spam poetry. If you're interested in finding out more, or just want to encourage me, please email me.

Saturday, January 17, 2004



Re: CKFSMY, wringing sadness crept

Ahhh, the poetry of spam. Or is it just a bad novel?


Friday, January 16, 2004



clobber montgomery schwartz

Imagine being disliked so much that someone sends out tons of spam to complete strangers to try to get them to beat the living crap out of you. Then again, imagine being called Montgomery Schwarz. He probably deserves it, with a name like that. Or his parents do.


Thursday, January 15, 2004



ebay earthirstyns you fortfeelunes

eBay spam continues to impress. I'm certainly tempted to bid on whatever it is that cures earthirst. Maybe it's that song, 'Feelunes'. You know: "Feelunes...nothing more than feelunes...trying to forget my...feelunes of love..."

I think spam might be driving me slightly mad.


Wednesday, January 14, 2004



Gimme just time to finish dishwashing and I’ll be yours! k k

That's the best argument I've ever heard for buying a dishwashing machine.


Tuesday, January 13, 2004



Get a loswastikang one in no time

For a minute I thought this spam was another surreally-garbled phrase, then I realized that it is just the common-or-garden penis enlargement spam, "Get a long one in no time", with the word 'swastika' in the middle of the word 'long'. Is it a secret message to Nazis? I know this is no laughing matter, but do fascists all have small willies and can therefore be successfully targeted by spam such as this? Opinions welcome.


Monday, January 12, 2004



ductwork invoice gull conspiracy

Oooo, I knew those gulls were shifty-looking, but I had no idea their conspiracy went as far as my duct invoice. More fool me.


Sunday, January 11, 2004



contributorcarbonium Does she giggle?..............................................................................................linseedmonsieur p yku mmnbmbj

Wait, let me go and do a test. No, she didn't giggle, but the linseed monsieur at the health food store gave a little titter.


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