'The Truth About Obama', screamed the title.
But, that, was not what jolted me into wakefulness.
It was the, 'You'll be her night driller', in fine print, that did the trick.!!!
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.
And, checked once more.
But, Obama stayed put, in the title field.
Without, transforming into the more appropriate Bill Clinton.
A fine way to start one's morning, you may say.
But, not, when there are, close to 100 odd of such mails in the spam box.
Now, before you ask, I was scanning my spam for legitimate mails, that may have strayed in there by chance.
A habit I cultivated, ever since, the chance perusal of the spam box, one fine day, yielded a mail from an old acquaintance, who went on, to become one of the most important people in my life.
But,today, all that I found, was a pile of cyber-trash.
Be a Better Man - For Your Meat Missile!
Be her Mighty Night Predator!
Be a Love Rhino!
Fortunately, there was no more bandying about, of, the American President's name.
Or, of any other world leaders'.
As I hastily skimmed through the page, it turned out, that, not all were about performance enhancement.
There, were, those that promised to augment one's vital statistics to wondrous proportions.
Yes, even larger than Pam Anderson!
And, her male counterpart, whoever he is.
Some, promised to, melt down the assets to nothingness.
Pretty much, like, Christopher Reeve's x-ray vision in Superman.
I specifically mention Reeve by name because, Superman, quite naturally, put in a spam appearance in an entirely different role, than as a lard buster.
There, were, suggestive invitations from seductive women.
And, handsome studs.
Some of which, even claimed to want to discover one's inner beauty, than, worship at the temple of flesh on the surface!!!
Oh yes, snigger on people.
But, going by the number, and variety of course, of spam flowing in, it appears that spamming has emerged as a serious choice of career in the modern world.
How else can anyone, and that includes perverts of every kind, have the time and resources to churn out crap in sustained manner?
The only thing that beats me, is the motive.
IS THERE, indeed, an overwhelming section of the population, so prostrated by performance and size driven anxiety attacks, that, they would resort to anything, and, everything to revive a flagging libido or organ?
Or, are the weirdos self propagating at an accelerated rate?
I really would love to know.
But, is anyone spilling the beans?
I guess not.
And, until someone does, it seems, that,the Obamas and Gordons of the world, will just have to continue with their unwitting endorsements of pills, powders, and, natural bed blazing techniques.
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2 comments:
LOL !!!!
I am clueless on how to comment though !
Have fun , u cool moggie !
he he..
Just one of my random quirky posts, True Blue....
Only for laughs...
:)
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