Spam

We all hate spam -- it's a pain in the ass to sort through all the crap to get to the couple real messages in your inbox. It's a waste of our time and money, right? But on the other hand, there are those messages that come once in a while that are just beautiful examples of spam-as-poetry, spam-as-post-postmodern-art, spam-as-sheer-dada-brilliance.

Here's one:

From: btradecome@tradecom.be
Subject: Mine aimBut know I think and.
Date: December 14, 2006 12:25:54 PM CST
To: Adam Altman

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And there was never virgin.