||[Jul. 12th, 2006|02:45 pm]
Spam emails I've gotten sent to various addresses in the past few days, posted in their entirety.
From: Lester Hicks <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Reply-To: Lester Hicks <email@example.com>
Date: Jul 11, 2006 10:00 AM
the world and besides he couldn't possibly have enough dough for that. Where
that freedom is the very nature of his being, that whatever stands against
extended into the wind, and fell into a vertical dive.
From: Gertrude Arrington <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Date: Jul 10, 2006 7:52 AM
and the speed was joy, and the speed was pure beauty.
my pass. The guard on duty was the lanky bean pole of a sergeant that I beat
thousand lives to reach this one."
From: Debora Jordan <email@example.com>
Date: Mar 6, 2004 8:01 PM
told me something about the shadows, that they were weird but harmless.
The voice faded, and Jonathan agreed. The place for a seagull at
getaway. There it was, the cable, hanging down almost to the ground and
From: Reinaldo Simpson <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Date: Tue, 11 Jul 2006 12:16:48 -0480
imagination? It would be nice to have a smoke now and sit for a spell and
touch perfect speed. And that isn't flying a thousand miles an hour, or a
"Hold on," he said. "Full? Just like this, but full?"
that this was what they were doing.
From: Latasha Guy <email@example.com>
Date: Tue, 11 Jul 2006 14:51:44 -0060
gentle way. I just got up, brushed myself off, and looked around. There were
science fiction called swords-and-sorcery. And among its highest virtues is
eye on me again, that they hadn't forgotten me, or if they had forgotten,
At two hundred fifty mlles per hour he felt that he was nearing his