Hello my love.
I am working on the meal I will cook for you when you come to my country.
It is an honest and simple meal such as men make for the women they wish to make love to. A monkfish.
[url to an image of a monkfish on a server allowing me to see logs. You can see the image here] is taken from my expensive iPhone4 at the neighborhood fish market. Oh how the smells there remind me of you.
Speaking of which, have you received the vagisil and dried mice yet?
The general smiled. "No," he said. "Hunting tigers ceased to interest me some years ago. I exhausted their possibilities, you see. No thrill left in tigers, no real danger. I live for danger, Mr. Rainsford. I live for grizzly-boom tennis."
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
Tracing the spamscammer using a monkfish
I sent the following letter:
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