Posts Tagged ‘Spam’

But Then I Found ANOTHER Joke (PG-13ish for potentially awkward “Daddy, what do these words mean?” language.)

April 9, 2013

I’m just going to apologize for this one up front.

Apparently, my mentioning of Roger Ebert’s name on Friday opened up some sort of spam floodgate or something, but as I was idly marveling at how the unusually high amount of spam just underscored their lack of variety and originality, I finally saw some spam different enough to amuse me.  It was an ad for “premature ejaculation pills.”

I really wanted to make a joke out of that, but I couldn’t find the right pacing, and ended up spoiling things by trying to rush it.

They Probably Meant “Fabulous,” But The Joke Remains The Same

March 26, 2013

So it was time to pour out the spam trap for this site again(*), and hidden amongst the usual “enhancements” chatter and ads masquerading as compliments and/or questions, the sparkle off one gem in particular caught my eye seeing as it informed me that I have “touched some fastidious things here.”

To that I just want to say, thanks for reading, spambot . . . but let’s keep my private life out of this, okay?

*****

(*)  You’re welcome for that image, by the way.

Troll Sightings Outdoors To Increase In Three, Two, One . . .

March 6, 2013

Periodically I feel the need to comment on the spam that I block and weed through so that you never have to see it.  Most of the time it doesn’t try to hide what it is, but sometimes it likes to play masquerade, usually pretending to be a compliment.

Today I read one that was pretending to be an insult.

So that’s it everybody, the final human process on the Web has been automated.  Time to go outside, I guess.

Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam!

September 4, 2012

I’ve commented before on some of the odd spam that I’ve seen while maintaining this blog, but rarely have I seen a spam that just seemed so jarringly out of place as one of the ones I just saw for A Thinking Philosopher’s Prayer:

“Now that’s what I call sweet cleavage…”

Are you serious?  You think Ralph Waldo EMERSON has sweet cleavage?

Is there even a name for that fetish?