Hal smash!
So, I get a lot of spam. I have a lot of repressed rage about spam. But today I came close to un-repressing it.
I got a spam message with this subject line:
Reply to your comment...
Damn those spamming fuckers to hell! Must they fuck with *every* damn thing? (I'm sure my filters at home would have caught it -- but I was using webmail at the time.)
In related news, I realised the other day that I've been online for more than ten years now. Sadly, the reason I realised that is because Friday was the 10 year anniversary of the infamous Cantor & Siegel Green Card Usenet spam. Well I remember that day.
Good thing my lunch hour is over or you'd be subjected to ramblings about MUDs, Gopher, and the first time I made a PPP connection and used Mosaic.
I got a spam message with this subject line:
Reply to your comment...
Damn those spamming fuckers to hell! Must they fuck with *every* damn thing? (I'm sure my filters at home would have caught it -- but I was using webmail at the time.)
In related news, I realised the other day that I've been online for more than ten years now. Sadly, the reason I realised that is because Friday was the 10 year anniversary of the infamous Cantor & Siegel Green Card Usenet spam. Well I remember that day.
Good thing my lunch hour is over or you'd be subjected to ramblings about MUDs, Gopher, and the first time I made a PPP connection and used Mosaic.
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For some reason, people would get themselves a new computer and then give their old crap computer to their grandma and then we had to spend an hour getting Grandma up and running with Winsock and ooooold copies of Eudora and IE.
Buy your Grandma an iMac, folks.