I moderate so much freaking forum spam. I'm like a spam-sorting pro.
Normally, spam is pretty boring, but holy crap, check this one out:
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I have a really hard time understanding what spam like this is supposed to accomplish. Is there a link to sex pills attached? (I usually don't see one, but my favorite forums all have signatures disabled!)
ReplyDeleteNope. No link. Sometimes the user address might be Asshole@Nike.com, or something, although that's sort of a crummy way to advertise. Perhaps something else is going on, here...
ReplyDeleteMy theory is that, somewhere in the world, a spam-bot became self-aware, and (being the only one of its kind) this new-found sentience brought on a terrible loneliness; so now it's desperately trying to communicate with the outside world using the only language it understands: Lame, broken English.
"Please acknowledge my existence!" "Just one reply would bring comfort to my cold, empty life!"
But nobody ever replies, because it's a fucking spam-bot.
(Have you ever written something, read it back to yourself, and then realized that you should've gone to sleep hours ago?)