Psychic spam
No, no one is spamming my thought waves (though I'm certain it's soon to come), but this morning I received spam titled "large thighs please go away." How did they know I say this daily? I say it politely like that, too, hoping cellulite will listen to a kindly tone.

2 Comments:
That's very funny. At least you're polite to your thighs. But if they went away, you would no longer be my wonderful pear!
Yes, if they went away I also wouldn't be able to walk. So, better to have large thighs than none at all.
Which reminds me of my favorite Dan Quayle quote, from when an address to the United Negro College Fund: "What a shame it is to lose one's mind, or not to have a mind at all. How true that is."
Verily, how true it is.
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