i hate 'em.
i mean, really... who wastes their time coming up with these stupid things? and what makes other people think that i have the time to waste reading them? have you ever gotten one that says "this is not a joke. if you send this to 15 people in the next 8 minutes..."
who came up with this? and how did they get the power to give everyone who followed the directions good luck that night? or forces someone to call and tell you that they love you? it sounds like a joke to me... except for how much time i've wasted deleting them.
seriously, is there a bunch of voodoo, blackmagic, witches and magicians out there developing these emails and cursing those who don't follow the rules and rewarding those who do? or is it god? is god the one with all of the free time... writing emails and making ridiculous demands like "if thou does not forwardeth this to at least ten people, i shalt punnish thee."
it's pathetic. stop the insanity people. please.
(now, please forward this post to everyone who has ever sent you one of these kinds of emails. send it within the next ten years and maybe something will happen to you before you die. you know... you'll find a penny on the sidewalk... maybe you'll be the victim of a drive by shooting, or you'll get extra cheese on your pizza without even asking for it. i'm not quite sure... but i can promise you this, something will definitely happen to you.)
6 comments:
killjoy
what's with the name calling?
Interesting.
Anyway, what I really wanted to talk to you about is a delicate financial matter. See when my thrid cousing twice removed died, he left me a $94932032342 in unmarked notes in a small tin box in a safe in a bank in Liberia. He was the president of, er, America, but sadly since the commuinist revolution there I've had to flee and so have all my goats, so you see what I really need from is $3892034720 in order to make the transaction to your account so that we can meet and thenh you marry my thrid goat she is a supermodel. So you give me your account details now please.
Yours obedeiently in the name of goodness and things,
Kieran.
k - interesting proposal. i was sold until the supermodel part. sorry, but i'm someone else's bitch. and quite frankly, i'm not ready for a marriage to a supermodel goat.
Yes, but what? WHAT? I can't stand the suspense.
t - i wish i could be more specific. i really do. but see, that's the way of these posts. i can't make the kinds of promises that god or these other voodoo email witches can.
dear jesus - do you have as much trouble as me reaching the "6" key? probably not. you're the savior and everything...
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