I love spam – no not that spam, the tinned meat stuff – and I use the word meat advisedly. Oh and if you’ve never eaten spam, here’s my advice – DON’T! Although, I quite liked it when I was a kid with egg and chips.
I mean spam emails. You know the ones? An email informing you you’ve just won the lottery. Simply send your account details and they’ll transfer the money straight away. Or the emails from some sex-crazed dubious eastern European woman who wants you to download that zipped file of her eating fruit possibly? Well, eating something anyway. Or emails with a little exe file attached saying you must open this because – shock, horror – the inland revenue are after you.
Had a good one the other day. I think it might be from Aleksandr Orlov. Again, no, not the Russian opera conductor Orlov. The other one; the insurance broker meerkat one. Here’s the email:
My favourite part of the email has to be ‘you must urgent clear this shit’. Couldn’t agree more old chap – simples! ‘DELETE’. There, I have urgent cleared that shit ;).
SF —- out!