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Is the title of a spam email I received from "dislaru@aim.com", and this is the text from the body:

are only repeating that still mysterious paradox of history. Suppose we

seem "It is jolly to get some pals," he said. "I've been half dead with

the

dropped he pulled himself up again as on a horizontal bar, and

thrusting hisPresident, but it had every diablerie that can come from

the utterly

man--Gogol. Here he is," and he pulled forward by a reluctant elbow

themind telling you that it is practically certain what the result will

be." He

and thats it, no attachments, no signature...

I've gotten other messages like this in the past and have always simply marked them as spam but now I'm curious as to what the fuck they are and why I'm getting them.

And, lets make it interesting by giving away two cheap prizes. The first logical/correct answer and the most creative/funny response by Monday December 7th 11:59 pm will win either an item under $5.00 on ebay (and under $10.00 including shipping) or a small photo print of their choice taken by yours truly.

enjoy
 
Sounds a bit like something from A clockwork orange, but I'm just saying that because I just read it.
 
Well, it kind of reminds me of Waiting for Godot, not necessarily because of the transcendentalism in the book, but because it's just quite random. Like specifically, it reminds me of Lucky's speech in the play. Probably the most sporadic paragraph I've ever read in a book.

Given the existence as uttered

forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal

God quaquaquaqua with white beard quaquaquaqua outside time

without

extension who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia

divine aphasia loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons

unknown but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda

with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell are plunged

in torment plunged in fire whose fire flames if that continues

and who can doubt it will fire the firmament that is to say blast

heaven to hell so blue still and calm so calm with a calm which

even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast

and considering what is more that as a result of the labours

left unfinished crowned by the Acacacacademy of Anthropopopometry

of Essy-in-Possy of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond

all doubt all other doubt than that which clings to the labours

of men that as a result of the labours unfinished of Testew and

Cunard it is established as hereinafter but not so fast for

reasons

unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and

Wattmann

it is established beyond all doubt that in view of the labours

of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for reasons unknown of

Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established what many

deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in Essy

that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of

alimentation and defecation is seen to waste and pine waste and

pine and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons

unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice

of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying

floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all

kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter

tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicilline and succedanea

in a word I resume and concurrently simultaneously for reasons

unknown to shrink and dwindle in spite of the tennis I resume

flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all

sorts in a word for reasons unknown in Feckham Peckham Fulham

Clapham namely concurrently simultaneously what is more for

reasons

unknown but time will tell to shrink and dwindle I resume Fulham

Clapham in a word the dead loss per caput since the death of

Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of one inch four ounce per

caput approximately by and large more or less to the nearest

decimal good measure round figures stark naked in the stockinged

feet in Connemara in a word for reasons unknown no matter what

matter the facts are there and considering what is more much

more grave that in the light of the labours lost of Steinweg

and Peterman it appears what is more much more grave that in

the light the light the light of the labours lost of Steinweg

and Peterman that in the plains in the mountains by the seas

by the rivers running water running fire the air is the same

and than the earth namely the air and then the earth in the great

cold the great dark the air and the earth abode of stones in

the great cold alas alas in the year of their Lord six hundred

and something the air the earth the sea the earth abode of stones

in the great deeps the great cold an sea on land and in the air

I resume for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis the facts

are there but time will tell I resume alas alas on on in short

in fine on on abode of stones who can doubt it I resume but not

so fast I resume the skull to shrink and waste and concurrently

simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the

tennis on on the beard the flames the tears the stones so blue

so calm alas alas on on the skull the skull the skull the skull

in Connemara in spite of the tennis the labours abandoned left

unfinished graver still abode of stones in a word I resume alas

alas abandoned unfinished the skull the skull in Connemara in

spite of the tennis the skull alas the stones Cunard (mêlée,

final vociferations
) tennis... the stones... so calm...

Cunard...

unfinished...

Well, okay maybe yours is way more random, but hey this is what it made me think of.
 
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