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Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Strike While The... Bug Is Close. Drowning is humane all the sudden?

Recently, She Walks did a post about the funny little paragraphs you find at the bottom of spam email. I hadn't paid too much attention to it before, but man, they put some weird stuff down there. I decided to copy all the strange writings I could collect for one week and see if I could create some sort of logical writing.

I am too lazy to work on that. So instead, I am posting them in the order in which they were received. I seperated them with different fonts because it's not always clear where one ends and a new one begins...

He will sleep the better, she said. Bethuel-will you lead theway?The guard raised her spear in a quick salute, then marched resolutely
question. You will leave behind a deadly and destructive situation.What must we do? Vesta asked. Palm of my hand.First you will help me by permitting myself and my associates to
Half a loaf is better than none. God gives every bird its food, but does not always drop it into the nest True love is like a teardrop in Niagra falls He is always right who suspects that he makes mistakes
away from me. At first I thought I could get some reform here byworking through channels. Its not good enough. I am being blockedjust as completely as you are.
Time heals all wounds. Keep your friends close but your enemies closer None but the wearer knows where the shoe pinches
And a good day to you as well, I said. My name is Jim.A masculine surname, most agreeable. I am called Hingst and it is mypleasure to greet you-
variegate legend milan beaujolais chow contingent bandbox sowbelly bauhaus clergy diva ardently arch-enemy egoist anchorite gorgeous
of groups with that name. We are the only ones who deserve it since weare the only ones who survive.Survivalists, Floyd said, and went on as though reading from a
The darkness faded and light returned. Iron John was gone, thechamber was empty. I looked at Floyd who seemed just as bewildered asI was.
know the key is there. Inside . . .Teddy, I said.Teddy. Not a real bear. Teddies are for children and you are no
intercourse is not quite the right word. Cultural Relationshipsmight express it better. My degrees are in archeology and culturalanthropology, which is what attracted me to the civil service in the
alone will be responsible for your own execution. Now isnt that quitehumane?Drowning is humane all of a sudden?
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some cover it's strategy be earl the surcease try phrasemake in indecent some elizabeth on weaken ! cofactor not boylston on cataclysm , jeffersonian may manage , perspective
instead of my jaw for a change.While we had been installing the MIPSCs we had been going over andover all of the possibilities, had returned always to the only viable

Where the carcass is, there shall the eagles be gathered together Seldom seen, soon forgotten A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones.
Strike while the.. bug is close. The devil find work for idle hands to do
mothers pillow-and steal it.But in a society without women you cant have a mother -so the mythhas to be rewritten?
Shame face ah feel like cent ice. A problem shared is a problem halved.She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying.
No Good Building Without a Good Foundation Barking dogs seldom bite

3 Comments:

At 2:25 PM, Anonymous Hingst (but some call me Jack) said...

It's a good thing this is a blog post and not an email, cause my spam firewall would be going nuts right about now.

Lord only knows what Amy's software based spam filter is saying about you. Danish porn is just the tip of the iceberg. uhm...if you get my drift.

 
At 2:37 PM, Anonymous Iron Jack was gone said...

Come to think of it, if you read the whole thing in just the right voice it sounds like a Tom Waits song.

 
At 5:30 PM, Blogger JayAre said...

You're right! That's funny.

You know, Jack, it's like I always say - None but the wearer knows where the shoe pinches.

And I really mean it.

 

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