At Least TRY To Match The Photos

Scammers that use a variety of other people's photos amuse me.  Especially when they use the photos of more than one person, claiming all of them are the scammer.

I've seen that faux pas with Russian dating scammers more than once -- when 'Anna' had a magically moving tattoo, a petite to full figure, and distinctly different facial features.

Not to mention when she went from small, perky breasts, to larger saggers.

I'm sure 'Anna' learned nothing from our exchanges.

Anyway, scammers should really choose their photos carefully, especially when they plan to use more than one of 'em.

Yup...they really should.

Let's take scamstress Adrienne Jane Page, an alleged barrister from the UK:


ADRIENNE PAGE & ASSOCIATES,

NOTARIAN PUBLIC /  SOLICITOR.

71,STATION ROAD,PETERSFIELD,

GMDH-HAMPSHIRE, LONDON UK.

Dear Jack

I am Barrister Adrienne J.Page from UK, I am contacting you in regards to the email sent to my other email address,I am aware of every situation about your money based on how I was informed,I want to assure you that you will experience a total new thing hence I am involved.This time you will truly receive your fund $10.5Million ,I will send an application on your behalf to Financial Conduct Authority for the release of your fund.

Urgently send the following information.

Your name in full..

Address in full.

Direct cell number..

Country..I will commence the arrangement on the receipt of the above requisite information.

Regards

Barr.Adrienne Jane Page

Queen's Council

Initially, I wasn't much interested in bantering with this one:


With all due respect to your gender, what the f*** you talking about?  


The bannister's answer was to send me a duplicate of the original message, and this time include a copy of her photo ID:

Kinda Purdy, huh?


Thanks for explaining yourself.

Granted, I should probably tell you that I already know what you're writing to me is a scam.

That saves you a lot of time you won't waste.

That said, you're probably the prettiest scammer I've ever heard from.

Yeah, I know that picture probably isn't really yours...but you sure used one beautiful woman's photo.

Nice touch.

Still failed, but nice touch.  

 

Her reply was not exactly what I was expecting:

 

Do you really like it?  

 

 

...I guess she means the picture:

 

 

Oh absolutely.  It's too bad you don't look like that for reals.  

 

 

Now it starts getting good:

 

 

Hello Jack

I miss you so much, I saw you today in my lovely dreams.

Page  

 

 

Suddenly Adrienne Jane Pagey-Wagey has forgotten how the scam template began.  Fine:

 

 

I am glad to hear it.  I like to be in people's dreams.

Especially when they're as hot as your borrow'd picture is.  

 

 

Mr,Jack

Let's keep business aside,do you in any way truly like me?

Page  

 

 

Hoo, brother:

 

 

Well, since you know nothing about me and I know pretty much everything necessary about you, all I have to fall back on is the photo ID you sent me of someone.  I noticed immediately that if that's you, you're a rather attractive woman.  Being a single male, I notice things like that.  Now, is that enough to say that I in any way like you?  It could be a start to finding out.  

 

 

My pet rocks are practicing their *gag* reflexes just now.  But it'll get better:

 

 

Dear Jack.

I love your answer,but you offended me, do you know why I said you offended me?

Page  

 

 

I love that she's calling herself Page now.  I know a Paige at work that's a five star doll, but I digress.  Anyway, I admit that I'm slow to pick up how I offended:

 

 

I can guess why you took offense at what I said.

And if you're authentic, it's understandable.

Can you understand why I said it the way I did?

If you can't, I won't leave you to guess, I will be happy to explain.  

 

 

Hello Jack

You are far behind the fact, you offended me because you never care to send your picture and ID to me.  So I need to see who you are. The ID is truly mine,I can send you some of my full pictures.

Page  

 

 

Okay, I got that one wrong.  But this is more intriguing this way.  I'll play:

 

 

Tell you what I'll do, Adrienne:  send me a couple of your full pictures that match the ID you sent, and I will send you a picture of me.  I don't have my govt-issued ID online due to all the identity theft that takes place on the internet.  But you do that, and a picture -- an authentic picture -- of me is yours. 

 

 

Would I actually do that?  Prolly not, but Pagey-Wagey didn't know that:

 

 

Hello Jack

I sent you two pictures  

 

 

And she did too:

 

 

....and...

 

 

Alrighty then.

 

Even my pet rocks could tell that the photo ID was in no way a match for either of these two cutie-piles.

 

My turn:

 

Thank you. 

Clearly, you sent me two pictures.  Neither of them match the photo on your ID card.

But that's okay...they're nice pictures.  Here are my two in reply.  

 

 

...and...

 

 

I appreciate the unknowing help of Pastor Gas (aka Robert Tilton) here.

 

 

Pagey-Wagey is buying my photos while I'm not buying hers:

 

 

Dear Sir (I'm now a 'sir')

They are all my real picture, even the two you sent to me didn't either look exactly,but that is no doubt that it is you because sometimes pictures are that way.

Thanks for the pictures.

Page  

 

 

Well, if you want to claim that your photo ID picture and the two other pictures you sent me are all the same person, fine.

You can claim that.

I don't buy it, but you can claim it.

If you can't figure out why the pictures don't match up, just ask me.  

 

 

Page apparently has an inquiring mind that wants to know:

 

 

Ok,tell me  

 

 

So I do:

 

Start with your photo ID.  A very nice picture.

Now take a detailed close look at it.

What do you notice about the neck line of the woman in the photo ID?

Now compare the physical characteristics therein to the photos of

the brunette and the blonde you sent.

Again, take a detailed close look at them.

You did a remarkably TERRIBLE job of matching up the photos.

It is indisputably clear that they are photos of three distinctly different women.

At this point, I doubt any of them are you.

Now you can make up having grounds to be offended.

But only because I pointed out how ineptly you handled this.

If you want to do better, then be honest.

That will be a change for you, indeed.  

 

 

Pagey-Wagey isn't just calling me 'sir' now:

 

 

Sir

 

You are not a nice person I expected.  You offended me again!  

 

 

Oh, I haven't even begun to offend:

 

 

Well, Pagey-Wagey, my ability to offend you is incalculable when you get right down to it.  Let's us suppose...just suppose...that I've managed to enable the web cam where you are to activate, and it sends me this picture which is the actual photo representation of your true appearance:

 

(and this is the photo I attached for her spewing pleasure)

 

 ...and that tears it:

How dare you!  That not me!!  How dare you said they are not my pictures, how ridiculous your statement is, your own picture did not either match but that is non of my business.

How could you on this earth say that it is three women picture, do not be stupid Mr,Jack, are you really blind or what? How dare you call me a lair,please we need to stop here.  

My bad...I wasn't willing to stop there:


Well, Adrienne Jane Page, it was pretty easy for me to dare to say that, as an even simple examination of the three pictures proves that those are three different women pictured.

Whether you're any of them is at this time highly doubtful, if not downright improbable.  I'm not even sure if you're a female at this point.  You may not be sure yourself.

Of course my pictures didn't match:  while they are of the same person -- unlike yours -- that same person isn't me.  I figured that since you sent me fake pictures, the very least I could do was reciprocate.

Do you know the meaning of 'reciprocate'?  Look that up; it's really a word.

There are no end of ways on this Earth that I could say that it is three different women; I said it in this case in English, but if you like, I can say it in Azerbaijani: 

Adrienne Jane Page, bunlar ağılsız inək olan üç fərqli qadının şəkilləridir. 

 

Now, as for you being a lair, I never called you a lair.  A lair is a cave, a hideaway, an out-of-the-way place for trolls to belly up, scratch their genitals and fart.  If you meant to type 'liar' instead...okay, while I didn't call you that directly, it is clearly inferred.  And you earned the inference rather decidedly.

Happy Day to you, Adrienne Jane Page!  Feel free to write to me anytime!  

 

Both pet rocks said I just lost a chance at on-line romance.  They weren't very sincere in saying it (laughing until they wet themselves), but they said it...