F-ING EMAIL SPAM!
Jul. 27th, 2006 10:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spankerellaMinions ahoy! GET IT! Fly, my pretties, fly!
corsair0001@hotmail.com
Don't spam me, folks. I'll warn you once, then it's on like donkey kong. I let my minions have you... and many of them have been quite restless lately. This may seem a bit mean, but I give a f***. Don't spam me.
In other news, today is Smacka's actual birthday. I called her cellphone this morning and played the part in 16 Candles where AMH sings that birthday song in the car in the school's auto shop and left that on her voicemail. "Ba na na na na na... you say it's your birthday..." We went out last night for pancakes at IHOP about ten, for her birthday, and got some of the WORST service I've ever had. It was so bad it was comical. Also, whoever was cooking last night was on crack. My bagel was burned. How do you burn a f-ing bagel? Our hashbrowns weren't cooked right. Smacka's pancakes were burned on the outside and dough-y in the middle. It was funny. And our waitress kept apologizing. If she had said she was sorry one more time, I might have hit her. I think that's why she kept apologizing though. Because Smacka and I looked particularly mean. I was also carrying my purse that's shaped like a coffin. That thing tends to make some folks a little nervous.
corsair0001@hotmail.com
Don't spam me, folks. I'll warn you once, then it's on like donkey kong. I let my minions have you... and many of them have been quite restless lately. This may seem a bit mean, but I give a f***. Don't spam me.
In other news, today is Smacka's actual birthday. I called her cellphone this morning and played the part in 16 Candles where AMH sings that birthday song in the car in the school's auto shop and left that on her voicemail. "Ba na na na na na... you say it's your birthday..." We went out last night for pancakes at IHOP about ten, for her birthday, and got some of the WORST service I've ever had. It was so bad it was comical. Also, whoever was cooking last night was on crack. My bagel was burned. How do you burn a f-ing bagel? Our hashbrowns weren't cooked right. Smacka's pancakes were burned on the outside and dough-y in the middle. It was funny. And our waitress kept apologizing. If she had said she was sorry one more time, I might have hit her. I think that's why she kept apologizing though. Because Smacka and I looked particularly mean. I was also carrying my purse that's shaped like a coffin. That thing tends to make some folks a little nervous.
