I’m starting to save some of the more interesting names that come through my spam folder, just in case I ever have a novel to write and can’t come up with names for my characters.
I just deleted my spam before starting to surf the SDMB, or else I’d have noted the names of my latest would-be electronic “pen” pals (some of whom should be in the “pen” for fraud).
About a month ago, I received no fewer than seven solicitations (over about a week’s span) from Frank Herbert, who invited me to do everything from Meet a very sexy girl now to Get best prices on C!ali$ and other medz. Guess the author of Dune has found a way to communicate from beyond the grave – gives a whole new meaning to the concept of the Ethernet!
I have received word about my penis options from these gentlemen within the past week:
Clement Emery
Lenard Moody
reade eduardo sends this melancholic and inexplicable message: “As uneasy as a cat near water. Plant kindness and gather love. Sow dry and set wet. Want my place in the sun. Shit happens. Putting it in a nutshell. Raking in the dough. Two peas in a pod. There is always next year. Worked night and day. A stepping stone to. Tools of the trade. When we love - we grow. Water under the bridge. A place in the sun. Sour as a green apple. Tools of the trade. Tall as a tree. Useless as tits on bull.”