Some terrific SPAM I received...

This was some spam email I received at work. Yeah, normally I delete spam faster than something doing something really fast, but in this case curiosity got the better of me.

The writing is awful. I like it, in a campy kind of way.


it, Redrick thought grimly. Himself. Why did he beg to come along so and it was no longer stiff and bristly, but soft and crumbly--it was falling green- backers, Throaties, in your suits and ties, clean and fresh, with

"Do you see that red between the rocks?"
because of him. Now that my head is clear, I know why. It was right to save undulated, and tiny rainbows exploded and died in the air. Redrick looked atcompletely burned and that he would not make it. The fear made him work

Arthur's profile, and he saw his terror-stricken eyes bulging out and his against Noonan's and said: "We're off, we're off." Then Noonan nodded, told the story did not remember how he ended up on the street. The red devilIn the east the mountains looked black, and over them the familiar green

"Do you have a handkerchief or something? I want to wrap it up."
designs made by rust on the cabin's red roof. shoes and gave off an unbearable stench. Or rather, it came from Arthur, it
in his teeth, his burnt face gave off heat, and the sweat poured right into Guta. And not just of Guta, but of Guta in her robe, fresh from sleep, with strong young men, athletes and all that, and a doctor from the city hospital "Why don't you get up?" Redrick said without turning around toward him. grass started again. It was dead, prickly, dry, but it was real and it dampness, erosion, all kinds of things like that."water. Arthur was breathing hoarsely, moaning once in a while. Redrick threw

Redrick got the flask silently. I didn't agree right away, he thought. your favorite salad, with crabmeat. She bought a supply a while ago just in

two nearby elevations. All right, Redrick thought, we'll see about that anything. On the other hand, it doesn't matter. Getting up, he winced: his stalactites that looked like fat candles hanging from the jagged edges of "Do you have a handkerchief or something? I want to wrap it up."

overwhelmed him. He was aware that the feeling was really not new at all, Arthur wanted to say something, but kept silent, took the Army Colt nobody to shoot at in the Zone. Give it to me.person, or one of Buzzard's wishes. That one there was Buzzard coming back

white bouncing lips and his green-smeared sweaty cheek. Then the lightning the way I wanted to, fool, and all the time you were egging me on and way. Look just to the right of Whip. Got it? See the spot? Right where the as he poured more whiskey. "It's called Witches' Jelly, I'll make you one laughed and gave Arthur a poke in the shoulder. listened, and when Monkey stopped crying and went back to sleep, he waited afor the flood of the green stuff to drip past them and disappear into the later, after we've eaten. Brother, it's not something you should have on an your arms and legs. Got that straight? Mr. Nice Guy. I have to save him forto me. As far as I know, the Golden Ball is the only heavy thing left in the

tore open all the zippers on his jacket, took it off, and threw it down abandoned empties--apparently Buzzard had dropped them on the way back, fear

Redrick was surprised by the loudness of the boy's voice. He took a
too short. There's nobody left but you. I dragged lots of young ones in go ahead, so that call see you every second. Don't look back and keep yourcrumpled up the waxed paper from the sandwiches, tossed it under the ore

see," he repeated, folding up the map and putting it in his pocket.
"Stop!" such a fantastic-looking woman could actually be a plastic fake, a dummy. Itnot dissolving with time, but on the contrary, it was accumulating. And he

"What was that, Mr. Schuhart?"
Since childhood he had relied on nothing but himself. And since childhood us left, and only two legs for both, and they're yours. Who else but you? muscles to the weight of the heavy backpack. He watched Arthur out of the seemed to be in order. The hill slowly got closer, covering the sun, which grab, or bite away from the indifferent chaos that surrounded him. It hadgasped, grabbed his head, crouched, and fell into the dry grass. Redrick
"And me, too." Arthur said. "Me too."

He sniffed the air. You damn depression, that's the really lousy part. Thethroat, and he realized that they had to hurry and get out from under the