Dialogue with a Benevolent Nigerian Philanthropist (and titty)

The other day I received an e-mail from the more than infamous ‘Nigerian Scammers’. About bloody time, too. All these years I’ve been passed over, ignored and generally left out of the loop until I had almost convinced myself that I wasn’t going to get the chance to turn over all my financial information to a pseudonymous cretin hunched over a 386 in a ramshackle Nigerian boiler room.

Still, all things to those who wait…

Hmmm, your ideas are intriguing, and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter…

The plot thickens. I decide to up the ante. Oh well, as any guy’ll tell ya, it’s hard to stop yourself from yanking once you’ve started.

Incredibly, the scammer wrote again a few days later. This time I sensed a slight impatience creeping into his tone. And I was only trying to be helpful…

Unfortunately I haven’t herd anything more from Mr Igho. I do hope he hasn’t found someone he’d rather give all this money too. The guys at NAMBLA hate it when I welch on a promise.

Sorry for lying about the titty, by the way.

Punch and pie…

GIVE TITTY NOW!! UGH!

Priceless!

Crikey. That’s a work of art.

Reminds me of Trouble in Store for Mr Claus

TITTY!

Check out the work of some others in this area:

The Chaos Project

Well, I’m glad that you finally got your very own nigerian spammer to play with. . .

What boggles the mind is that just last night a friend of mine showed me a real, live snail-mail letter that was part of the same series, though this time by a supposed Algerian national hiding out in Spain.

The letter was actually sent from Spain. Now, free spam is one thing, but the fact that some idiot went through the trouble to hand-address the envelope (the letter itself was xeroxed) and spent the money on air-postage shows some extreme tenacity.

Anywho - I’m off to print this thread out for my friend - he’ll get a kick out of Ben’s correspondence. . .

Love it!
And had fun reading The Chaos Project.
I had no idea other people had fun baiting the scammers too.
I had one guy going for ages; he wanted to marry me and deposit the money etc. So had had him going by talking about opening accounts for him and when was he coming. He had no idea what country I was in, but kept promising to meet me.

This was so funny that I forgot about titties for about 10 seconds. Then I got better.

I command thee to keep us posted if “Jakey-boy, bean counter” responds!

GIVE TITTY NOW!!!

No. I’m sorry. I lied about the titty.

Here’s some Red Hot Porn to tide you over.

Wonderful!! I loved the guy who actually got his scammer to send him money. Priceless!!

Grim