March 23, 2004
SPOOT
I used to call it spam, too, but now I call it spoot. I'd eat spam if I were hungry enough. Spoot, however? As my Robert E. Lee Civil War General software game cries at me when I attempt to mis-maneuver my cavalry, "NO, SUH!"
Have you been getting spam that seems to have penetrated your blog and randomly selected obscure words, crammed them together into some bizarre compost of a title (like oyster urine - that has to be from my site), and attempted to sell you a shitload of Cialis, cheap? I've told these people before: gimme something to keep it down!
The point, if there is one, is that the bastards always seem to get a little more sophisticated in their attempts to seduce me into opening their sales pitch.
Here's a little advice:
HOT CUM FACIALS 69FUCK always worked pretty well for me. Can't we go back to the Olde Days?