Awesome! Cryptic spam!

Far be it for me to actually read spam, but this one was really intriguing. I don’t know why, but I thought I’d share it verbatim:

Well, now I am just plain hooked. First, it was the cliffhanger of an e-curse from some Voudou priestess that Hardin IMed, that apparently didn’t work right. I wonder what Hardin reminded her so greatly of, that there were no objections. But if so, she must have e-cursed me into nothingness, along with my worries.

Tripler
Man alive, Shakespeare himself could never write so well.

Are you sure it wasn’t just a lunchmeat tribute to “Talk Like a Pirate Day?” I mean, with the curses and all…

Arrr. Avast ye scurvy spam pirate and hoist the rusty spoon!

Huh. Isn’t that the cursed spam from that Japanese horror movie that, if you post it on an Internet message board, everyone who reads it, dies?

Uh oh…