Category: Fun With Spam
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
Yet another Actual Spam found in my inbox today:
I was just impressed by who it was from: the "Anal-Team". It sounds so, I dunno, official. Who are the mysterious Anal-Team? Are they like the Superfriends? Do they fight evil masterminds bent on keeping people from ever trying anything other than the missionary position?
(We CUT to a darkened bedroom somewhere in a great American metropolis. Two figures lie in bed, talking.)
JILL: "Honey, I'm not sure if I want to try that."
JACK: "Why not?"
JILL: "I don't know... I've never done it before, and it just seems wrong somehow. You know?"
JACK: "Now where would you get an idea like that -- "
(Suddenly, the wall is blown open, and THE ANAL-TEAM flies in!)
JILL: "Oh my god!"
JACK: "It's the Anal-Team!"
... who proceed to save Jack and Jill from the evil mind-control rays of the nefarious Doctor Lieback.
Wait, on second thought, forget I ever mentioned this -- I bet I could get a fortune for the movie rights.
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