I have been inundated by a huge influx of s*am. My s*am control is catching between 450 and 1200 pieces…per day. About a dozen are still coming through which means I get to go in and hand-delete them. Thank goodness this comes through because I really enjoy spending my time doing this. I’m so grateful for the opportunity to go in and clean up behind these s*ammers. I’m so grateful, in fact, I’m hoping each of their computers crash and they all wind up with a handy case of pubic lice. 
And now that I’ve bitched and moaned, come on over to the Soapbox Queens where I’ve got a fun personality test. I’m a sucker for these things and it only takes a minute. Honest.
Jen, I’m sensing a little hostility toward the s*ammers. I’m intuitive that way.
Comment by Rhonda — November 6, 2007 @ 6:59 am
But– but– don’t you *want* a larger penis?
Comment by Kimberly — November 6, 2007 @ 7:30 am
Or maybe a home loan, that you really, really need?????
Comment by Ginger — November 6, 2007 @ 7:53 am
Was it the “death to” or pubic lice wish that gave it away, Rhonda?
Kimberly, I’m not touching THAT with a very long pole.
Ginger, they seem to strike me in waves. I’ve moved past the ehancement products and the home loans now we’re into all the drugs. It is maddening…but better than the *orn stuff that used to come through.
Comment by Jennifer — November 6, 2007 @ 8:03 am
Because of these wonderful people, my home computer is being reformatted and completely wiped clean as we speak. Somehow they managed to give me a virus that had my computer sending out s*am for them! My internet provider disconnected my service. Argh.
Comment by Andrea — November 6, 2007 @ 9:38 am
Andrea, that’s terrible! I’m thinking you wish worse than a computer crash and crabs on those kind and gentle folk.
Comment by Jennifer — November 6, 2007 @ 10:23 am