We've discussed nonsensical spam before, but here are a couple emails we got recently that
we're convinced were sent by aliens who are trying to lure us out of our homes. The first
starts out happily enough.
Subject: about celebration
From: "Gardenia Tucker"
Date: Fri, August 12, 2005 1:28 pm
Month too red said plane mount, heard. Yet once, page white
bought. Main game, eat about cloud. Some flat, finish tiny. Boat
him tell hour dead, pose. During, knew now, island head warm he.
Better round base supply city. Before finger of after. Got lot
sign fell, year. Ten made, an done world came. Push game stead
write act blue. Get happy, moon, paint. Play main should, chief.
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Phone: 742-812-2704
Mobile: 518-674-7062
Email: valariebevis@telesp.net.br
Well that was a tease. A promise of celebration details, only it results in "eat about cloud."
Why would I want that? That doesn't sound nearly as fun as most parties I've been to, before
finger or after. I haven't tried calling those phone numbers, as I'm afraid they're die-in-seven-days
type of things.
Here's spam from an alien who's pretty openly trying to kill me:
Subject: Windows XP + Office XP = $80. assassinating averring
From: "Joseph Keith"
Date: Fri, August 12, 2005 1:27 pm
Page view list, short new. Each sky, boat. Represent, said road.
No and, pick result, near for fall. Us, long round bit, here.
After, pull group thing leave. Stood said letter. Distant
contain I, better, class. Between cow oxygen, egg change spring.
Type six brought or see. Clear been kept dictionary south
divide.
I was thinking every sky should have a boat. Represent! And
between the cow oxygen and egg change, I wonder how much paint thinner
they've been inadvertently drinking before this made sense to the person
sending it out. I mean, it's not like they're making it clear what the
hell they're advertising. Sure, the subject line says Windows XP, but
heaven help you if you want to find out just where to buy these from.
Somewhere dictionary south divide is my guess, but that's only if it's
starting to kick in, dude.
Try to assassinating me, will they? They're in for a rude pull group surprise.
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