03 April 2004 ~ Knock knock

Twice now within the past week I have gotten unusual spam mail. Unusual, not because it asks if I want my penis enlarged (no thanks), or viagra (no need), or larger breasts (yes please), but because, along with the usual random characters and dodgy links, they have included a couple of jokes for me to read too.

I'm not saying that it's good to receive spam now...but these little jokes actually 'give something back' and ease the frustration normally associated with getting this crap. And's not as if they are funnny jokes either, most of them having been heard before, or easily guessable - I mean, it's not exactly up to the standard of 'A dyslexic walks into a bra...' but, you know, I think it's kinda sweet.

It seems that those lucky devils in Africa not only have several trillion dollars hidden away just waiting for a UK based bank account, but they have a sense of humour too!