… for the humor value alone.
What, pray tell, am I contemplating saving?
Why, the “names” of the “people” from whom I receive spam, of course!
Today’s crop: Maturer E. Unobtainable, who tells me that “somebody” wants to see me, and Spindled G. Extemporizes, who wants to know about my good self.
But here’s what I truly do not understand. Who on earth is shtoopid enough to actually BUY “products” or “services” from these “people” (and I use all of those terms loosely)?
Oddly enough, Mr. Extemporizes appears to be selling nothing at all; his message is nothing but a bunch of odd little sayings and homilies, with no links or filthy graphics whatsoever. Mr. Unobtainable, however, offers to set me up with a lonely cheating housewife. If you believe it’s me she really wants to see, I have some ocean-front property in Nevada you might be interested in purchasing. Cheap.
UPDATE: My latest correspondent is Ride B. Victorian. A name like that almost begs for a caption contest in reverse, i.e. provide the picture for the caption. Any suggestions?