Junk Mail XIV - Revenge of the Gonads
May. 18th, 2004 12:17 pmYoung stdds - I don't think I'm alone in saying that stds, despite their youth, are just not making me inclined to go to this web site.
reflecting padishah Do U Think U Still... - This was the first time I'd seen the word "padishah" outside of the context of a Frank Herbert novel. Considering I don't think my junk mail concerns the spice trade, for logs and guffaws, I looked it up. Apparently it's a title given to members of the royal families of Turkey and Iran. Go figure. Still not sure what it's doing in my junk mail box though.
HOMETOWN BEAVERS - Now that's what I call playing for the team! ;)
Make you little guy...Big! - We are Flintstone Kids, ten million strong... and growing...
word to your mother compressive - Okay, so now a team of crazed lemurs, Bobby Brown and Vanilla Ice are writing these subject lines?
decease vassar - Well that's not very Seven Sisterly!
NASTY FEMININE INSERTIONS - What did your mother tell you about opening that umbrella in the house?
barth - Ah, memories of Nickelodeon when it was still good. Bring on the slime, the Barthburgers and the Introduction to the Opposites!
via-gra..is..out..of..fa,shion - oh good, does that mean that I'll stop getting six emails a day about it?
impresario somnambulists from 6081 - You know, that suddenly explains a lot about Cirque du Soleil.
roller coaster 9 tenors - I don't think they make pavorotti sized roller coasters. Especially not nine of them.
hockey player gonads over 05 - Well, I hope the gonads are over five. We wouldn't want a thriving trade in immature gonads. and why hockey players specifically? Is it because they come pre-refrigerated? The world may never know.
<shameless plug>Past Junk Mail can either be found on my web site (sporadically updated), or in my Memories (slightly more likely to be updated)</shameless plug>
reflecting padishah Do U Think U Still... - This was the first time I'd seen the word "padishah" outside of the context of a Frank Herbert novel. Considering I don't think my junk mail concerns the spice trade, for logs and guffaws, I looked it up. Apparently it's a title given to members of the royal families of Turkey and Iran. Go figure. Still not sure what it's doing in my junk mail box though.
HOMETOWN BEAVERS - Now that's what I call playing for the team! ;)
Make you little guy...Big! - We are Flintstone Kids, ten million strong... and growing...
word to your mother compressive - Okay, so now a team of crazed lemurs, Bobby Brown and Vanilla Ice are writing these subject lines?
decease vassar - Well that's not very Seven Sisterly!
NASTY FEMININE INSERTIONS - What did your mother tell you about opening that umbrella in the house?
barth - Ah, memories of Nickelodeon when it was still good. Bring on the slime, the Barthburgers and the Introduction to the Opposites!
via-gra..is..out..of..fa,shion - oh good, does that mean that I'll stop getting six emails a day about it?
impresario somnambulists from 6081 - You know, that suddenly explains a lot about Cirque du Soleil.
roller coaster 9 tenors - I don't think they make pavorotti sized roller coasters. Especially not nine of them.
hockey player gonads over 05 - Well, I hope the gonads are over five. We wouldn't want a thriving trade in immature gonads. and why hockey players specifically? Is it because they come pre-refrigerated? The world may never know.
<shameless plug>Past Junk Mail can either be found on my web site (sporadically updated), or in my Memories (slightly more likely to be updated)</shameless plug>