Daliverunce Part Fore

In the biz of internet scams, one persons' succor usually comes at the cost of another person being played as the sucker.

It's all the more amusing, when the intended suckerer, about to become the sucker, doesn't yet realize it.

It's the weekend in most places, save for those places where it isn't. It apparently is in Nigeria/Benin; the Western Union office don't open apparently until Monday, February 6.

Which tends to explain the following email from Mary full-of-Grace-n-other-stuff Kobe:

Dear Dr. Waldorf: TIS IS TO ACKNWLEDGE THE RECEIPT OF YOUR MAIN AND THE PAYMENT RECEIPT.I AM THANKING YOU SO MUCH AND PRAYTHAT GOD IN HIS INFINIT MERCY WILL CONTINUE TO GUIDE AND PROTEC YOU, BLESS AND MULTIPLY YOUR NEEDS, REPLINISH YOUR POCKETS IN HUNDREDFOLDS.

I WILL BE AT FEDEX OFFICE MONDAY TO DESPATCH THE KEYS.

A BLESSED WEEKEND,

GRACE M. KOBE

In the words of Bugs Bunny, "ain't I a stinker?" Danged straight ah is:

Ma'am: ah'm pickled tink that yall is thrilled wif that wich yall deserved ta git. Ah kin jest imagin th' joy in yore pea-pickin' hart, havin' in yore han that wich yall think ya dun gon and git me wif. Twas my pleashure ta hep ya think so.

Ah'll be lookin' fer them thar keys, Ma'am. An yer laudromat feller, shore nuff.

Yall write back now, yhear?

Shore nuff...she did, too: to send me an "authentic" certificate of deposit for the consignment, as well as a famdamily photo of her, her two kids (weren't there 3?) and her hubby (her late Brig. General hubby?). I'll post them in Part Five, along with what I suspect is coming when she gits back from the Westren Union place over yonder...