spam poetry: don’t have a cow

It’s Friday, and you know what that means, time to fill up on the Spam Poetry. Mmmmm tasty good morsel spat out from the spam can today… not even sure what to say, other than it went this way:

Subject: Why’d they call it PMS? Cos Mad cow disease was already taken!

Body Text: I am educated but don’t let that make you nervous, just want something physical where a brain’s not that important. Have you been fantasizing about a girl with beauty and brains? I find it hard to make myself get off, really need a guy to help me out with that. If we rode up in an elevator together you’d definitely be checking me out. Please be patient with me I’m looking to meet here first then maybe face2face later. Up for the challenge? I’m waiting…lets see how this goes! But I understand if you don’t want get together, if you go here, I’ll stop bothering you. Sorry for bothering you – Brionna

By the way, you should notice there’s not “dating” site mentioned or outbound URL or anything like that to Phish with, just the email it was received from…how quint and old school.

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