Alright. Apparently there are alot of people throughout the internet that email me about 1) How small my penis is 2) My ability [or lack thereof] to keep an erection/"Please my lady". My question is: How did they know? Thanks internet, thanks so much for the daily suggestions, they are really helpful. I never knew that ph%arm$cies were available that could help me with my problem(s). But what really intrigues me is the text at the bottom of these messages that, I presume, is to bypass the spam filters? Well, whatever it's for, it's brilliant. Here's one from this morning:
Youre forgetting. We have the location from the numbers. Oh? Someone has to come and repair the machine. Oh. We take him and find out who sent him there. You know, Peter, youve got possibilities. For a neophyte, you understand, your current outrageously undeserved position notwithstanding. Sorry I cant offer you a drink. Bryce Ogilvie, of the law firm Ogilvie, Spofford, Crawford and Cohen, was dictating a highly complex reply to the Justice Departments antitrust division when his very private telephone line rang; it rang only at his desk. He picked up the phone, pressed the green button and spoke rapidly. Hold on, he ordered, looking up at his secretary .
Oh. Bryce's very private telephone. Oh. What happened next?!?! What about Peter and his possibilities (for a neophyte, that is)? Internet, you are torturing me. I need closure, damnit.
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