Month: September 2010

  • Dear Thelma

    I’ve been sick in bed all week. I logged into Xanga and saw that I had a message. I thought that surely it was one of you, wondering if everything was all right. I was not expecting this:

    My name is thelma I am tall ,good looking, perfect body figure and sexy. I saw your profile today and was delighted to contact you, l think you will be the true loving, honest and caring man that I have been looking for, And I have something special to tell you about me, So please contact me directly through my email address at(thelma.jeo@att.net)so that I can also send my picture directly to you.
    regards thelma
     
    Dear Thelma:

    I have no penis. I am a true, loving and honest… and caring… woman… and honestly, Thelma, there is absolutely nothing “special” about you for you to tell me.

    regards vanessa

    Like I don’t get enough SPAM in my regular email. Well, at least (unlike the SPAM I get at my Yahoo! address) it isn’t all about how to make my penis bigger…or is it?

    Have any of you guys ever “fallen” for a message/email like this? Just curious.

    P.S.: According to my Yahoo! address, I won another $850,000.00 today. Ho, hum.

  • Into the Mystic

    Into the Mystic (written and performed by Van Morrison)

    We were born before the wind
    Also younger than the sun
    Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
    Hark, now hear the sailors cry
    Smell the sea and feel the sky
    Let your soul and spirit

    fly into the mystic

    And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
    And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
    I don’t have to fear it

    And I want to rock your gypsy soul
    Just like way back in the days of old
    And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

    When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
    And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
    I don’t have to fear it

    And I want to rock your gypsy soul
    Just like way back in the days of old
    And together we will flow into the mystic
    Come on girl…

    Too late to stop now…