Spam me, please... |
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Anonymous guestbook entry (by "klisdfkhj"
on April 5th 05 18:22): First I thought that there was no god. But then I quit my job. After the breakup tottally wasted bus exploded horribly after the stalkings were full of dog crap but it wasn't completely truthfully dog but cat crap. After the madman freed the jews, Hitler got pissed, leading to castration. He was no fool of testification, after having his haircut at the local school of Portugal in Zimbawe. They didn't cut the shirt off his back, though he killed with cross. The vampires got laid at the funeral where Bob Hope was raped on the coffin because diarrhea set in. The attacker got computers are fun, because he raped a microsoft moniter. Bill Gates got decapitated on national radio broadcast out of the park, in dowtown New Hampshire of Mordor. After returning the ipod to the ipod wraiths of ribbins and hairspray. Professer Evil got a shotgun from HTML processers inc. also known as Viagra. He got a headphones are not edible, while using Viagra monthly. Bombs are nuclear fission powered, kitties with spikes. Raynor enjoyed the company of the kitties because the spikes filled him with glee. "Go my kitties! To the guestbook! Muhahahahahaha!" That will be it. |
Comment: Although primarily designed
to lead astray anti-spam software (Goodman et al. 2005), these texts unintendedly
may exhibit subtle literary qualities... I found out that someone else
had the idea before: Links to Kristin's spam poetry or to Ben Brown's robotic spam
poetry no longer exist, but the compendium
of spam
madness by Lester Haines was still available in 2025. 6/05 < MB 7/05 > 7/05 J.Goodman, D.Heckerman, R.Rounthwait (2005) Schutzwälle gegen Spam. Spektrum der Wissenschaft Juli 05, 93-100 |
on June 21st 05 |
on June 24th 05 |
you rudolph me slew me you whirligig me abstain me you hypotenuse me inclement me you heliocentric me detour me you alton me cockcrow me you gallium me vaporous me you revving me apathy me you posthumous me blum me * |
you flo me arbutus me you corkscrew me perforate me you deoxyribonucleic me encryption me you forfeiture me buddha me you burglar me impinge me you float me condolence me you paraboloidal me julius me you canine me barbour me you backhand me corny me * |
Spam poetry of the depressive kind:
Basically not much notable happening. I've just been hanging out not getting anything done. My life's been completely boring today. That's how it is. I haven't been up to much today. I've just been letting everything pass me by , but it's not important.
(obtained Nov 2nd from loans@mail.com, unsigned)
As for continual contradiction...
And I won't explain myself because I...
Of situating suitable characters on the level of his supreme simplicity...
...novelty...
...we...
Writing a manifesto
and there's nothing I want
and yet...
Pharmaceutical preparations...
...a naked leg being...
...attitude...
...a passing positive sign....
The forest...
I am writing a manifesto...
...level of his own intelligence...
...like!
Situating suitable characters on the level...
Ardent and sterile...
Spring...
The love...
Principle...
I am against manifestos as I am.
Plot a talking and selfdefining story...
...are being human and true in relation to innocent pleasures?
Manifestos as I am against...
...life...
To be plain...
The amusement...
The amusement of redbellies?
On the level of his own intelligence...
...like chrysalises on...
Approximation was invested...
Wait for years in the forest...
I...
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(It's heart-breaking, isn't it?)
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