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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, June 19, 2004



Re: damnation

Yippee! Spam from the devil! Just imagine someone saying a prayer for forgiveness after committing some terrible sin, then going online and receiving this in their inbox. Interestingly, in the same batch, I received FW: Just select "Be Ordained" to complete the process! Who would have thought that the eternal struggle for men's souls would be carried out through spam?


Friday, June 18, 2004



Smclaghlan prolong fishy furl

I quite like the music of Sarah McLachlan, and think that it's great what she did with that Lilith Fair all-female tour, but surely Prolong Fishy Furl is a terrible title for an album. Oh, I just noticed the different spelling of the name. This S. McLaghlan is probably a burly angler with a long rod, rather than a soft-voiced Canadian chanteuse. The confusion spam brings to my life...


Thursday, June 17, 2004



Want A Whale Cöck?

There are several possibilities:

1) Some people probably collect aquatic penises and mount them (no pun intended, honest) on their walls like deer antlers.
2) Now that the pot-bellied Vietnamese-pig-for-a-pet craze has died down, how about waking up at the crack of dawn to the bellow of the Tanzanian Whale Cock, a 3-ton rooster that spends most of its time underwater?
3) This is a typical item on Japanese take-out menus, and is regularly ordered for parties of 12 or more.
4) John Holmes has responded to the spam sent to him on June 13th.


Wednesday, June 16, 2004



SEXUALLY EXPLICIT: Fly on the wall

Okay, now this is what I call a niche fetish. Insects engaging in intercourse can surely only appeal to kinky entomologists, lecherous lepidopterists and sordid arachnophiles. Oh, and I know that spiders aren't insects, but inter-species bug-on-bug action is another twisted porn sub-genre.


Tuesday, June 15, 2004



Fwd: it hurts to tell you yoghurt simmer

Somewhere in the world, possibly in Holland, there is a soap opera set on a dairy farm, and this is one of the lines of dialogue. The next line is, "My enzymes are racing too, Brad, but my heart still curdles for Lance. Our love will never go a-whey." And you thought Days of Our Lives was cheesy.


Monday, June 14, 2004



ORAL TRAILERS

I suppose this would be promoting a sex-related product, but maybe it's actually selling mobile homes shaped like giant mouths. Dali would be proud, and so would Freud. What a shame they never lived to see their work celebrated in spam.


Sunday, June 13, 2004



John Holmes?

Why, that's very flattering, but, no, I am not that other John; he of the great, um, reputation. You would think that a California phone directory would be a better bet than anonymous spam, but, some people are just born optimists.


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