But I’m too lazy to find out what I’ve won. Here’s the official-looking prize notification e-mail I’ve received:
. . . and here’s my reply:
But I’m too lazy to find out what I’ve won. Here’s the official-looking prize notification e-mail I’ve received:
. . . and here’s my reply:
They can’t DO that!
Are you insane?
As you would know, had you read the e-mail, their virgin daughter is actually the wife of the REAL queen of the Netherlands, and she can’t come out of hiding lest she be taken into custody and tortured by the current despotic regime! Besides, she’s got e-mails to write if she’s going to get her family’s rightful fortune out of that war-torn land alive!
Good GOD, man. Have you no HEART?
I think you misread it - You May Be a Whiner - and I think they are right.
“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
Look for the “We regret to inform you that you have been disqualified” e-mail shortly.
Yeah, I love it.
“Congratulations, you’re a winner! We have an account full of money for you! But, um, we mixed up some names of winners, but YOU’RE a winner, anyway, we’re sure of that, 'cause we’ve got money reserved under YOUR NAME, even though we mixed up some names, y’know; it was really kinda sloppy of us, losing track of the winners of our lottery and all, but we had to announce the winners NOW, even though we haven’t gotten all the winners straightened out yet, sorry about that, so don’t tell anyone just in case you’re not a WINNER, but you are, of course; so as soon as you give us your mother’s maiden name, social security and back account numbers for our records we can get the whole mess straightened out, and then you can tell the world what a WINNER you are.”
Hey, don’t worry, at least you didn’t lose your 10th cousin 5 times removed in an auto accident in Nigeria several times. When I get that 10 million I’m going to use
it to repair those potholes in the Nigerian roads.
Will my good fortune never cease! This morning, I received an e-mail from Dr. Pascal Akala, informing me that I stand to benefit from 25% of $26 million that he wants to, um, well, “do something with”. Again, I haven’t actually read the whole thing, on account of there’s so many words. But it sounds really lucrative.
Once can’t be too careful, though. So I set a trap, to cleverly ascertain if he is indeed . . . a real doctor!
My e-mail:
*That * should trip him up, if he’s not really who he represents himself to be!
This will grow old, quickly. Still, as long as it’s fun . . .
Here’s the response I just sent to Davies Omane of Nigeria: