All of these wonderful people are sending me email. They have fascinating names like Damon Bennett, Tamika Bowman, Alicia Trevino, Shelly Correa, Phil Hyatt, Carlo Berry, Ahmad Dill, Derrick Torres, Wilda Andersen... and they're very concerned about me. They want to make sure that I get a good mortgage rate and that my printer never runs out of ink. They're concerned about my medications and want to help me get my diploma. They're just there to help me find the best deal! I love these people.
But the thing that excites me the most (as vaznetti
knows) is this promise that my "member" could increase in length and
in girth. If I keep taking these natural penis enlargement pills, I might be able to go on the carnie circuit by the end of the month. SWEET!
Feel the power of magnetic therapy!
So -- yesterday, despite my 20 filters, and my ever-vigilant virus-scanners, I got spam that proceeded to explode my Eudora. I've fixed it, but this really really pisses me off. I'm now going to be checking all my email via webmail before I download it, because I'm not going to be taking any more chances, ever.( Why I'm a cranky beaoootch! )
Well, off to be cranky outside the house. Wish me luck!