Fun with Spam

I got hit on by a spammer a few days ago. Among my junk mail filter's usual drivel about v1agra and Russian mail-order brides, I also received a love letter. This email came from a certain Siegfried Conroy and had the unremarkable heading "bizarre." But in the preview window, I could read the first line of the message:

Come uptonight and well spoon in the moonlight and you can tell me your thoughts

How sweet!

I googled Siegfried to see if he was the kind of guy I might be willing to tell all of my thoughts to. He didn't show up anywhere on google. That means that next time poor Siegfried googles his own name, I'm going to be the first hit. That's what I call free publicity!

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