The Spam-Master giggled insanely as he fed keywords into his Spametrater Deluxe program, rubbing his hands together with glee. “This time I’ll make millions. Millions! Bow down before me, innocent bloggers! I will torment you for all eternity! Ha ha ha ha ha!” Spam is like mosquitoes. Annoying, frustrating, yet you can live with the
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It seems like some mornings I can see poetry everywhere. Why, even the spam in the Akismet filter is written with a haunting rhythm occasionally. If you take the porn and male enhancement products links out of course. Here is a chunk of hauntingly lovely spametry scraped out of the garbage can today: microfilaria hurled
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A couple days ago, I had to do something terrible. At first I didn’t want to talk about it. I was afraid what others would think if they found out. Now, I’m ready to face the truth. I’m talking about Old Blue, our faithful companion of over a year.old-blue He was just a little pup
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