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Bulletproof pants.

Time for another spam poem! All lines were taken from my spam folder, and only punctuation and line breaks have been added.

The fall of Saddam Hussein has brought destruction/Hell to our great country and everything is so difficult now and all our opportunities are closing up, the new Government is trying to frustrate all our businesses.

Life was better when I was younger, and with this secret potion, life seems young again.

Why aren’t there bullet-proof pants?

You do not know me and neither do I know you. If you are in not good state and have got no cash to move out, I know that you will grant my request in good faith.

Regarding the transfer: Mulberry bush aside, would a monkey really chase a weasel?

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.

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