Friday, June 30, 2017

Seymour And North Korean PMS

My pet rock, Seymour, misses no chance to tweak North Korean pudgmeister Kim Jong Un with an edit.

I did warn him that he was venturing into hazardous ground with this one, though.


The article that Seymour chose to edit was one about North Korean women and how they are rallying against the USA.

OMG: North Korea's Women Are PMSing And Coming to Get Us

Seymour PetRock – WTFNS

Hundreds of cattily dressed, goose stepping women marched in central Pyongyang recently, vowing to seek revenge on the United States. With their fists held high in traditional DNC “Resist!” mode, they voiced their anger against the USA, demanding that Trey Parker and Matt Stone make that long put off Team America World Police sequel, starring Kim Jong Un.

North Korea's state newspaper Hang Dong Phuk announced the march in an article published for the first time in a while that didn't get any one on the paper's staff executed. The newspaper also revealed that officials and members of the women’s union gathered at a shrine to McDonalds to get a large shipment of quarter pounders with cheese to deliver to Kim Jong Un while vowing retribution against the U.S.

The women called for an intensification of "a growing DNC style class education" to spread the message that Nancy Pelosi needs to be replaced with an inflatable yak before the U.S. is no longer North Korea's “principal enema.”

North Korea frequently declares war on the United States because of Trey Parker and Matt Stone's refusal to make a Team America World Police sequel that stars Kim Jong Un as son of space cockroach to his space cockroach father (in the first TAWP), Kim Jong Il. Recently, cowed workers and members of the General Federation of Trade Unions met in front of the Central Lack of Class Education House to also plan retaliation against the United States for failure to make that sequel.
Both events took place unnoticed by anyone in the US, since North Korea amounts to a pimple on the sizeable butt of Hellary Clinton.

Moon Jae-in, South Korea’s new president, sent PMSing North Korean women into Hellary-like post-election fits of hysteria by saying "I believe we must now have the perception that North Korea is an irrational regime, very much like the DNC".

North Korean language doesn't have the flexibility that works well with talking points from the DNC when it's hashtagged by former hash tag hag Marie Barf; which is why certain words or phrases like "relegated" are often mispronounced.  North Korea is now "vowing revenge" on the United States; until recently, every attack or threat was preceded by the words "merciress,", which drives Kim Jong Un bonkers.

When a U.S. aircraft carrier joined the South Korean military preparedness drills in March, North Korea threatened a “merciress attack” in response. On March 3, North Korea promised another “merciress attack” as U.S and South Korean war games got underway. In 2014, the North Koreans vowed a “merciress response”to Seth Rogan’s controversial film The Interview. When Donald Trump recently got two scoops of ice cream, the North Koreans raged about having “a merciress response”.
When it was revealed that J. R. Ewing was not shot by Kim Il Sung on Dallas, the North Koreans vowed a “merciress response”. When The Gong Show was cancelled in 1978, the North Koreans demanded renewal or there would be “a merciress response”.  When the original formula for Coca Cola was changed, the North Koreans seethed about "a merciress response".   When McDonalds cancelled the McRib sandwich, the North Koreans vowed a "merciress response".

"We're not sure that the North Koreans know what a "merciless response" -- or however they say it -- means in English", said a Department of Defense anonymous source.   "It probably has as many definitions there as "is" does in the DNC".  

WTFNS reached out to NOW for their reaction to threats from North Korean women, but the NOW spokesgenderneutral was busy donning a vagina costume to go protest something about Trump and refused comment. 

Seymour, as always, manages to piss off about everyone on the Left and in North Korea.  Maybe the next "merciress response" threat will be directed at him.


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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Kaliforlornia Drops Some More Brain Cells

My pet rock, Seymour, loves absurdity.

And loves to edit it.

For example, the attorney general of California has announced a travel ban to states that, in his opinion, don't fully bend over backwards to accommodate liberal touchy-feely laws.


It didn't take ol' Seymour long to edit this one:

BREAKING: Kaliforlornia Has Just Announced A Travel Ban To Any U.S. States That Still Use Common Sense!!!

By Seymour PetRock – WTFNS

According to reports, The Kaliforlornia Atturkey Genital has banned state funded travel to any U.S. States that still haven't banned the use of common sense.

WTFNS Reported: Democrapic Atturkey Genital Xavier Becerra added any U.S. States that have not banned common sense to the list of places where state employee travel is banned. Dumber-than-tree-stump lawbreakers passed legislation last year banning non-essential travel to states with laws that fail to ban the use of common sense. So far, Kaliforlornia is mad at eight U.S. States and is prepared to get mad at more.

Kaliforlornia taxpayers' money "will not be used to let people travel to states who chose to allow for the use of common sense, since we need more money than we have to waste on protecting illegal aliens and terrorists from Trump, the U.S. Constitution, common sense and practical reason," Becerra said.

It's unclear what effect Kaliforlornia's travel ban will have. The state law contains exemptions for some trips, such as travel by overpaid, underworked Kaliforlornia elected lawbreakers to attempt to expand Kaliforlornia's dysfunctional laws. A spokesthing for Becerra couldn't provide an example of travel that would be blocked in any language except Uranus-Klingon, which no one else understood. Becerra's office also couldn't provide information about how often state employees have visited the newly banned states and how long studies would take to determine what affects possible contamination to things like common sense would have on dumbed down Kaliforlornia employees.

"Kaliforlornia may be able to stop their state employees, but they can't stop all the businesses that are fleeing abject stupidity and the dictatorial progressive cancer that is eating Kaliforlornia from the inside out," said a spokesman for anyone with common sense.

Fresno Slate, a public Kaliforlornia dumbed down eunuchversity, is scheduled to play football against the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa this fall. A request for a legal opinion on whether competition with a university that still allows some forms of common sense is exempt from the ban has been filed with Becerra's orifice, but no ruling has been issued.

Alabama has not stopped laughing long enough to have an immediate comment.

It is noted that Seymour has twice been a guest to friends that live in Kaliforlornia -- and don't agree with some of the abject nonsense being legislated there.  But he's not concerned about being added to a travel ban to there anytime soon.

All he has to do is claim to be illegal, and he's at the top of their taxpayer-funded "free everything" list....

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Saturday, June 24, 2017

Keeping Up With Who?

*Yawn*...another email from another faux military person that found millions in Saddam Hussein cash in Iraq, and they want my character's help.

This time it's a lieutenant colonel.

Here's his gambit:

My real name is LT COL Mark Morris I am 57 years old, I started my career in the army reserve unit, I served in various positions in the 82th Infantry Battalion of the US Army, I work in Iraq in the capital city Baghdad b/w 2002 to August 2008 then later was posted to Kabul capital city of Afghanistan for UNITED NATION peacekeeping till date.
I am seeking your assistance to evacuate the sum of (US$10 Million Dollars) to your country for safe keeping SOURCE OF MONEY: squad US 3rd Infantry Division discover some fund in various currencies in barrels with piles of weapons and ammunition at a location Baghdad belonging to Iraq Government part of the fund was Saddam Hussein’s boys used during a rescue operation, and it was agreed by all parties present that part of the money be shared among us.
The above figure was given to me as my share.
I will give you more information when I am sure that you are willing to assist me..
Kindly fill up the below requirements in respond.
1. Your full name:
2.Your contact address
3.Your country:
4.Contact phone/fax number
Regards,LT COL Mark Morris    Email  
Of course, every bit of this is believable.  If Trump's name appeared once in it, cnn would be running it with reckless abandon.
At any rate, it was primed and ready for an edit that fits what's going on these days, and my character that originally received it was only too happy to comply:
My real name is LT COL Mark Morris; I am 57 years old.  I started my career in the UN army reserve unit as a eunuch, and have furthered that eunuchity as far as career eunuchity would progress me.  In my assordid guises online and long before online had access to the sordid and guises, I served in various positions as a stunt double in the movie Team America World Police during the sex scene between marionettes Gary and Lisa, which required me six months in traction thereafter. 

I was also a stunted double in the war classic Charge Of The Munchkin Brigade, The Lollypop Guild; I jumped with the 82th Infantry Battalion of the US Navy Airborne in the invasion of Newark; I led a special detail into Pyongyang to assassinate Kung Pao Chicken for an episode of Pawn Stars; I stunt doubled for Jim Brown in the movie The Dirty Donuts (directed by Homer Simpson); and I field tested open-on-impact parachutes for the US Coast Guard Army.  I have had, as one can see, a varied and storied career in military anals. 
Today -- after working as a UN peacekeeper in Burntimore, MD, and not very successfully, since all the toilet paper was looted during that week -- I went to a safer place to work as a peacekeeper in Aleppo, Syria, and then moved to Kabul, Afghanistan, when it was found that people were still fighting in Aleppo.  How do you keep peace in a war zone?  That's why I am now posted to South Park, CO, where I help the owner of City Wok keep Mongolians away from the city wall.  It's so much easier to deal with animations, y'know.
I am seeking your assistance to evacuate the mythical sum of (US$10 Million Dollars) to
some place other than where I am for safe keeping from the IRS, flying monkeys, Regis Philbin,
Steve Harvey, Monte Hall and The Clinton Crimedation.
My squad (during a bit part we had in the movie The Deviled Eggs Brigade) while serving with the Canadian Nigerian 40th Palace Guards Company discover some porn videos of DNC personages engaging in sex with inflated animals at Motel 6s during the Hellary crimepaign in 2015-2016 that was upended by Russians Boris 'n Natasha hacking into Hellary's illegal basement server  and selling the information to Wiccanleaks.  All of which was knowd by Barack Insane Obola, who is the bravest person the Washington Post ever knowd, and it only took them 36 pages to disprove that claim with shoddy journalism.
It was later made up by cnn -- world leader in fake news -- that these videos belonged to Iraq Government of Saddam Hussein, and were to be used against anyone that ran against Hellary, according to leaked upon emails between John Podorksta and Debbie Medusa Schultz.
I will happily pony up more information when I am sure that you are willing to assist me and prove dumb enough to do so.
Kindly fill up the below requirements in respond.
1. Your full name (your empty name serves us no porpoises)
2.Your contact address (or whatever it is you wear)
3.Your country (current or future)
4.Contact phone/fax number (either and/or either)
5.Age at which you first had sex with an inflatable anything
6.Occupation at the time you had sex with an inflatable anything
Answer the afore questions well; it might get you a guest starring role on Creeping Up With The Kardashians Butt Sizes.
Regards,LT COL Mark Morris   
What would come as no surprise was that the scammer hisself chose to make no follow up communication; however, someone possibly affiliated with a long disreputable cable fauxnews network, offered my character a journalism job.
My pet rock, Seymour, is livid.
Seymour, they're probably saving you for the North Korean story desk.

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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Missed It By That Much

Or maybe not by that much.

I love it when my email box informs me that I have a diplomat bringing a consignment box packed with cash to my door, but the nincompoop lost my address, so I have to reconfirm it for him.

And he -- as always -- doesn't know what's in the box and I shouldn't tell him before he signs it over to me.

Uh huh.

Here's a bit of the ploy:

Please your urgent Attention is needed, we wish to inform you that our Diplomatic agent conveying your consignment box valued the sum of $5.7 Million United States Dollars misplaced your address, you are required to Reconfirm the following information’s below so that he can deliver your Consignment box to you today and return immediately,
Your Full Name: Your Country: Your Direct Telephone Numbers: Your Nearest airport: Your Current Home Address: Your E-mail Address: Your Current Occupation: Your age: A COPY OF YOUR IDENTIFICATION:
Please do contact the diplomat agent Mr.Deburrs William with the email and with the information’s required. Diplomat Name: DIPLOMAT Deburrs William Contact him with his phone Number +19785484886 ): OR ( he is waiting to hear from you today with the information’s to bring your Consignment box to your doorstep.
And Try to indicate these CODES to the Diplomat because it will prove that you are the rightful person that owns The Consignment Box.
B) THE SECURITY CODE CONSIGNMENT BOX: ez/85t/kab/2017/color: silver
NOTE: That Diplomat agent John Bright did not no the content of The consignment box contains a huge amount of money which is $5.7 Million United States Dollars and on No circumstances should you let him be at peril with the Consignment box.
I could hear my pet rock, Seymour, shrieking "EDIT!!!" from across the country (even though he's five feet behind me):
Attn; Dear Benef**ktory,
Please your urgent Attention is needed:  we have a serial lack of urgent
attentions here and were assured by peoples who need peoples are the
lousiest peoples in North Korea.  Not that this makes much in the ways
and curds of sense, but we are sure that you aren't sure what it is that
we're not sure that you're sure of.
Ettu, Brutus?  What movie is that off or from?  Will you be off or from?
What cultist opening is that an act to?  Do not say Hamlet with a side
of hash blondes.
We had wish to inform you that our Diplomatic agent man, diplomatic
agent man, we gave the prick a number, and took away his name....

A box with smart technology and stupid programmers misplaced your
address, you are required to Reconfirm that you wear a dress, or
straighten us out on what the fuck it is that you do wear, because
this is of little importance at the DNC; they're more concerned with
where and how you pee.
In the Greenwich Mean Time, please fill out the below informations
because we collect this stuff from across the globe, bringing you the
best and worst from the world of email crap:
Your Full Name:
Your Country:
Your Direct Telephone Numbers:
Your Favorite Direct Insults:
Your Nearest airport:
Your Nearest Indoor Outhouse:
Your Current Home Address:
If Not Address, What Are You Wearing:
Your E-mail Address:
Your Current Occupation:
Your age:
Your Birth Genital:
Your Chosen Genital:
If Not Your Birth Genital, What The Fuck Is You:

Please do contact the diplomat agent man, diplomat agent man, we gave the
prick a number, and took away his name.  And he's terrible with numbers, so
if you write to him his number a bunch, the abject stool sample might finally
remember it.
Whatever you do, do NOT call him Mr.Deburrs William; we gave the prick a
number and took away his name, so he cannot answer you by that name, or
any name...just a number.  The one we gave him.

Johnny Rivers understands this completely.

Please to note that this is Johnny Rivers in disguise.  We use same disguise company as Chief Inspector Clouseau.
Now you should contact Diplomat with his Number +19785484886 ): OR ( he has operators standing by to take your call or email and do unspeakable things in their bungholes widdit, because toilet paper is a precious and few commodity hereabouts.
You might also hear from his diplomat agent man secret partner, because
that's sometimes how we roll here in ThirdWorlddumb.  If you are contacted
by a person disguised as a box with this diplomat agent man secret number
XQD7819-SC, that's the wrong one.  Say "bad diplomat agent man disguised
box!" and demand instead the diplomat agent man disguised as a box with
this secret number:  ez/85t/kab/2017
NOTE: That Diplomat agent John Bright did not intend to know the contents
of this email and compounded his sandpounding stupidity by using not the
number we gave the prick but his name that we took away when decomposing
this email. 
He bad.  Very very bad.

And on No circumstances should you let him be at peril with the disguised box
because he gets excited easy and wets himself, giving away the whole damned
caper.  We should have hired Maxwell Smart, but he's dead and Agent 99 is
That said, never Disclose the real content of this email until you meet him at
your door with a creme pie in the face.
If you just sneezed, gesundheit.  If you farted, never mind.  We never do get
those listening devices planted in the right places.
Mr John Not So Bright because they took away my name and gave the
prick my number and I keep forget it so I give away the game repeteredly.  
My pet rock eagerly anticipated a response to this email, but I suspect that it self destructed after 7 seconds, and went up in Bela Pelosi's wadded panties.
The DNC will do that to ya....

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Sunday, June 18, 2017

Seymour Edits Global Warming AlGore Style

Such a reaction from readers of left-tilting persuasions, as pictured h'yar, is reckoned on.

My pet rock, Seymour, loves perusing the 'Net.  And when he finds a post about his favorite world leader to tweak -- Kim Jong Un -- he's all over it.

But this time, he found one involving global warming.  On Mars.

And felt that this one had an edit with AlGore written all over it.

Thus, for your reading pleasure (unless you're a dyed-in-the-feces AlGore fan):

Signs of AlGore found on Mars

Seymour PetRock – WTFNS | Sometime 2017ish

Discovery sparks one-sided debate: why wasn't he sent there sooner?

Activist pseudoscientists at the Dr. Nye Saves Toledo From Detroit Research Prostitute in Boulder, Colorado have discovered signs of global warming on Mars. They can tell by viewing the pictures sent back by the Mars Rover that found AlGore – or his man-bear-pig – lurking around the ice in the polar caps.

The earth’s relief to find out that AlGore is on Mars has run the gamut from “Thank God!” to hysteric “but who'll save the polar bears from Donald Trump?”, and are being recorded in assorted polling variations known as Cosmic Flying Twat Waffle Iron Effect. It is not known if these are also present on Mars, but if CNN has a bureau there, one can be sure that fake news is well ensconced on the Red Planet.

WTFNS has NASA’s rather vacuous explanation of how this affects Mars:

“On Earth, ice ages take hold when Hellary walks past a sensing thermostat, causing the polar regions and high latitudes to become instantaneously cooler than average for thousands of years, causing Bill to go on another global search for female intern vaginal humidors,” said NASA. “In contrast, the Martian variety occurs when — as a result of the planet’s having somehow inherited AlGore or his man-bear-pig — its poles become warmer than lower latitudes due to the incredible reservoirs of hot air he exudes.”

Methane vapor – a key AlGore element – moves toward the planet’s equator and forms ice and glacier farts that melt whatever they contact at mid-latitudes, said a barely straight faced NASA spokesperson.

The discovery of the solar system's greatest scamster in the field of global warming on an otherwise sparsely populated planet has sparked debate in the scientific community as to whether or not the sun will decide to go supernova a few billion years sooner than otherwise expected, fearing that AlGore or his man-bear-pig will show up next on Mercury.

In 2007, Russian hacker Ivan Schmirnov Abdussamatov reported that he had successfully interfered with Martian elections, causing ice caps to decline for 3 years due to the DNC's collection of windbags to get all sorts of butt hemorrhaged. He attributed this to the decline of common sense at the DNC.

While many pseudoscientists consider it to be a simple coincidence that President Trump gets two scoops of ice cream when the rest of us only get one, Abdussamatov disagrees:

“Man-made greenhouse warming has made a small contribution to the warming seen on Earth in recent years, but it cannot compete with the increase in flatulent irradiance generated by the American democrap party,” he told CNN in 2017, causing Wolf Blintzed to cough up a hairball belonging to Rachal Madcow.

Seymour continues to insist that one of these edits will net him a Pulitzer.  With the way other once coveted awards have been denigrated through frivolous awarding to lacking accomplishment types, I can't imagine it'll have much value if bestowed on my very deluded pet rock.


See what Seymour just did there?

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Thursday, June 15, 2017

Military Army Soldier Woman

Now, THAT is an Amazon warrior.

Not the kind that my characters get emails from, though my characters are supposed to believe in that image.

My pet rock does.


At any rate, here's an email from Leigh A Hester, a "military woman":

Dear ,
How are u doing today ? Apologies! I am a military woman ,seeking your kind assistance to move the sum of ($4.7.M USD) to you, as far as i can be assured that my money will be safe in your care until i complete my service here in Iraq and come over next month. This is legitimate, and there is no danger involved. I need your full details to enable us proceed, such as : your Full Name, Full Address, Direct Mobile Number  via       
Regards ,
Leigh .A. Hester

"This is legitimate, and there is no danger involved".  *Snort*

No moreso than usual from an unsolicited email scammer.

So my character decided to see how attentive "Leigh" is, when the reply she anticipates is an edit of her original email, and sent to about 100 of her peers and colleagues:

How the flying fish f**k are u doing today? Apologies if you're not as flying fish f**k fantabulous as I am just now! 

I am a military army soldier woman, seeking your kind assistance -- or any kind of assistance, even from an unshaven wookie outlander of shag carpet antecedence with lice, cuz in my situation I cannot afford to be too f**king picky -- to move the sum of ($4.7.M USD) to you.
  I find this money while doing my military army soldier woman duty to dawg and cowntry, searching old palaces, cisterns, sewers and camel flop houses...anywhere that Saddam Hussein might has used to hide sh*t while he was trying desperately to get an audition for Dancing With The Stars.
  Instead, he got dead, so not a road map was left to find anything he hid like a squirrel hiding nuts, acorns, Ding Dongs and Yugos for the winter. 

It is my fervent hope that as far as i can be assured -- what with me being the paragon of truth and integrity that a military army soldier woman like me could be -- my money will be safe in your care until i complete my service here in Iraq, Kaliforlornia, and I finagle transportation over back there next month.
This email is meant to appear wholly legitimate -- pardon me while I gag on an RPG -- and there is no danger involved unless you too gag on an RPG or believe one word of this email.

And so everyone in my fly infested internet café can has a great laugh at your expenditure, I need your full details to enable us proceed, such as : your Full Name, Full Address, Direct Mobile Number.  Send it all to me  via       
Regards ,
Leigh A Hester
military army soldier woman
and giant vagina costume wearer
There was no more word from the military army soldier woman Leigh Hester after this edit; however, a few college cupcakes were triggered and needed a safe room to watch puppy videos after the mere mention of a "military army soldier woman"...

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Monday, June 12, 2017

All In The Edit

Reading some of these emails, I kinda know how Archie feels.

Editing them, I can frequently only imagine how the email originators feel.

Like this one:

Good day my friend, 
I'm larry tunde, a lawyer in Cotonou, Benin Republic, late Mr. Joerg, a gold merchant who was my client, died as a result of lung cancer without a will, now I want to present your name to late Mr. Joerg, bank so the money left behind by late Mr. Joerg, can be transferred to your account through my help. The amount of U.S. $ 10.5 million deposited in a local bank here, by late Mr. Joerg , before his death on November 23, 2013, I need your information so that I can show you the bank as next of kin to Late Mr. Joerg for further process. Please provide name and full address, your age, profession and position, address, email not mail.ur and mobile number for contact purposes, Please reply via personal e-mail, so I will send more details of Mr. Joerg you need to know: 
Thanks Barr.larry tunde.  
Let's see if I can get the bannister to feel like ol' Archie h'yar:
Good day for someone, 
I'm larry tundaphish, a lawyer in Cotonou, Benin Republic, that specializes in gender change lawsuits for mammals, marsupials and orthopods.  That said, the late Mr. Joerg, a piranha genital merchant who was my client, died as a result of attending a dinner and winding up the main course by several thousand of HIS clients.  Sucked to be him.
At any ate, he was devoured without a will, now I want to present your name to the late Mr. Joerg's clients, who will positively sh*t themselves if they think they failed to properly eat him. 
Depending on where you live, this will be alright I am pretty sure; unless you live near aquatic scenes where the late Mr. Joerg's clients can come check you out and plan a supplemental banquet.  Just hang tartar sauce outside your house and pour cocktail sauce in your toilet...that should do it.
I need your information so that I can show you to the bank as next of kin to Late Mr. Joerg; however perverse and peculiar his chosen profession, it had to have had some degree of lucrative to it financially, and I want it because the cheap bastard never paid me for my services, which were considerably inane.   Please provide name and full address, your age, profession and position, address, email not mail.ur and mobile number for contact purposes.
Please reply via personal e-mail, so I will send more details of Mr. Joerg you need to know like who at the bank he was preparing to change into a female manatee... 
Bannister larry tundaphish     
I apparently succeeded sorta:
Is that where your eaten client started or ended his gender change operations?  You of all people would know.  
He didn't care to discuss it further, I guess...

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Friday, June 9, 2017


Meet Vera Mensah, scammer from Ghana.  Not that she introduced herself as such.

No, she's got some kind of a gold scam she's trying to work here.

She proved easy to side track all starts here with her opening gambit:

I am Miss. Vera Mensah, i am 28 years of age and i am single residing in Tema Ghana with my mum and younger sister my father is late and my late father work as Personnel Maneger to Kenoli Gold Mining Company Limited Ghana. 
I have choose you to assist me not by own doing my dear but by the special grace of God most gracious the most merciful. When my father was still alive he deposited a box of Gold worth 150KG worth  millions of dollars with a security company on my behalf but he instructed them through his lawyer that the treasure box should be released to me only when am married or if i present my future husband or a Trustee this has made things difficult for me because for now am still single. I really need your assistance so that the security company can release this treasure box after which i shall come to your country and settle down with you and complete my education the death of my father cut short my education and i did not finish in the university.
Please i will like you to assure me that you will keep this very transaction and myself secret pending the release of the treasure box. I will be expecting your immediate reply and your assurance to keep this very transaction secret without involving or disclosing it to a third party and am sorry for my late response.Attached to this mail is my pictures and i will appreciate if you can send yours too so that i can know you better. Finally, I can send you sample of the Gold which you can take to any Gold dealer and confirm it but this can only be done when i must have presented you as my future husband or husband so that they can make it official.
Miss Vera.  
And of course, she included the picture you see as her bona fides.
My character took it a different direction immediately:
Sorry, cain't hep ya.....yo thighs is too fat.  
That hit a noive:
Well am surprised with your response are we talking about thighs or the business at hand? I need you to be my trustee please.    
 Ah'm talkin' bout yo thighs. They too fat.  
My thighs has nothing with you being my trustee OK? Leave the thighs and be my trustee   

Be up front: your thighs are fat. Admit the obvious and we can begin to discuss business.  

My thighs are not fat.  What is wrong with you?  

If your thighs aren't fat, then what's up with the photo you sent?  The woman in that photo is you?  that woman has fat thighs.  Admit it.  Fat   thighs.  

Are your thighs fat?  

Not like yours.  

Are you going to forget my thighs and be my trustee or not?  

Are you going to admit that you have fat thighs so we can proceed with business or not?  

What is it with you and my thighs?  

They're fat, that's what.  

Don't write to me any more.

Fine..but you'll still have fat thighs.  

...the 'thighs' have it.  The measure is passed...

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Tuesday, June 6, 2017

More Online Job Scams And The Resume To End All

Not having a job sucks.  At least to those of us that understand the value of work.

Then there are welfare cheats, liberals, millennial cupcakes...and online scammers.

Online scammers like to use the scam of representing an online employer with an offer one can't refuse.

This one can, but I digress.

Here's a badly played scam:

Jaka Construction Company Canada. 

Email id:
ATTN: Applicant,                                                 
You are hereby notified that your qualifications and experiences which you submitted at a job finding site were found suitable for the requirements of Jaka Construction Company Canada. For verification and screening you are to submit your updated Resume/CV copy as soon as possible. to our email below for job consideration Email id
Your Swift response give you a chance to secure a job with this noble company. 
Yours Faithfully.  
Neither I nor my character had submitted anything to a job finding site.  But that's okay; they're soliciting a resume, and a resume they gonna git: 

Here's the resume you requested.

Jack N Ewehoff


OBJECTIVE:  to get someone to support me in a manure to which I am totally unaccustomed and highly unworthy of, but am willing to adapt to, 'cuz it beats working for a living.  Besides, I need SOMEONE to pay me, so'z I can keep sending my pet rock to all kinds of exotic locations (where such locations are reachable by UPS; cruise missiles and military strike drones are rather abrupt and unilateral).
EXPERIENCE:  extensive.  Not useful, but extensive.
2012-Current   Danged if someone don' think I'm a good employee.  Long as I can keep 'em fooled, awesome.
2011-2012   Dun a couple thangs h'yar and thar.  Since I'm no longer thar but h'yar -- see previous -- the thars were best left along a road side ditch in Arkansas.
1996-2011   A few times during that time frame, they actually wangled a full days' worth out of me.  I was getting better at avoiding that, just when phffffffft , the gravy train derailed.  I was lucky to survive the dog stampede in the aftermath.
2000-Current   To avoid having to get a life, I scambaited online email scammers who contacted me, which I made easy for 'em cuz I planted my email addresses in likely locations the scammers harvest for suckers.  To date, I have successfully baited over 1,500 (est) scammers in that time, and been promised approximately $5.6 billion USD along the way.  To date, I have actually collected, in actual money, the equivalent of 1/100,000th of a snail's spit.  But on paper, I be like Bernie Madoff, without the federally-funded digs and sucky jump suits.
1995-2009   I also chased tornadic thunderstorms, driving thousands of miles, coping with all sorts of weather of dubious meterocedence and worse intent, taking bookoo pictures...and getting not much for it, but mileage on de cahr, and branded as 'nuts' by those who think they know me.  They're getting righter every year.
1992-1996   I did a variety of things, almost none of which was productive, like fer instance:
  • I worked in a quality control job in an ordnance factory, quality inspecting 81mm mortar rounds.  Until they saw how I was testing them, that is.  But it's okay...I'm completely healed, and insurance handled the rest.
  • I was hijacked by a UFO, taken away to a far away planet, and forced to appear on an alien talk show...I think it was Jerry Riveratoid.  I got sent back because I farted during the show, which, in that environment, was akin to a WMD.  I think the axis of their orbit was affected, too.
  • I had my non-existent company, Bonco, UnInc., make up a whole slew of products for people to buy that will never work.  Kinda like Ronco and K-Tel.  But Bonco's still around.  Neener.
  • I received federal grant money to prove that the wiggliing of my ears doesn't cause global warming.  It was revoked when I caused a magnetic anomaly that sent the USS Nimitz briefly back to 1941, where it almost screwed up history.  My bad.
  • Though, in 2010, wiggling my ears on February 2, caused Punxsutawny Phil to misforecast the end of winter.  He got blamed.  I'm still getting groundhog hate mail.
  • A BS, masters and a pHd in crustaceanology from the International Crustacean Obedience Training Institute in Vaduz, Liechtenstein.  Which I used to bait a subscription scammer in '05, Madison's Who's Who.  Even they had to laugh when they figgered it out.
  • An Associate Degree in Administration of Justice from a local community college; what a waste.  I liked donuts without the damned degree.
  • One afternoon out behind the wood shed with Mary Lou, where I learned that cooties wuz a myth.  And I also learned somethin' else:  I had sub Olympic-quality sprint speed, outrunning her daddy's 12 gauge rock salt protest...
  • And what I learnt at a young age about electricity, conductivity, and YOWZA, all from being talked into peeing on an electric fence...*woo*
Furnished upon request; I'll need time to collect a few of the scammer emails to use as references.  Folks who know me never admit it when they're sober.  
 I expect this to get me ten thousand times as many scam job offers as it gets me real ones...

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