mostly david ephgrave

For the last few days, I’ve been trying to fathom out the subject of this spam email. Mrs. Adams - who’s rather formal - tells me she has more faith in me than she has , or at the very least what she believes she has, in that that’s what she thinks . Does that make it any clearer? It doesn’t for me and I’m the one who said it, but maybe that’s because I have more less understanding than I think; I’m so confused I don’t know what my name is. (...though it isn't Rose.) Who is it that comes up with these things? I can only assume English isn’t their first language; or their second, their third their forth or their sixth. Maybe it’s their fifth but I wouldn’t count on it; not only does the subject make no sense, it closes with a rogue comma, which is just weird; it makes it all the more unresolved, in the same way a soap opera never will be; it’s not like the person who devised EastEnders had in mind how it'll finish when it does....

Should I click on the link? I’m not asking because I'm concerned about my intimate statistics. I just want to know for certain if the email is spam. A number of things suggest it is: the eccentric spacing of the subject text; the sender’s name (who’s called Eudora, for Chrissakes?); the unusual accents in the content (no-one puts a breve over the I in ‘penis’). The fact it’s about engorgement of the male member suggests it’s unsolicited, but that’s not my main concern. The reason I’m dubious is I received another email recently about cheap watches, and the formatting was too similar to be a coincidence.    It’s got to be shifty. They’ve got to come from the same source. There’s nothing wrong with running a business with more than one specialty (like cobbler / locksmiths), but incorporating time-keeping with genitalia is a step too far. There’s no such thing as a cock-clock. It must be hard making a living in penis enhancement w...