Apparently the spam machine came up with a scenario in which I cheated on and broke the heart of one Teresa Stout. It was probably because she would not take the garbage out. No wait, that was Cynthia.
Nevermind the fact that I have been happily married since early in the Reagan administration to a different Teresa. BTW I am sure that this Teresa Stout bears no resemblance to any person living or dead, etc. etc.
The letter bears the odd, hai-ku like cadence that is common to a certain type of SPAM email.
LOL, I hope this helps if some other poor schmuck is getting the third degree about WHO THE HELL IS TERESA STOUT – Hope one of them googles it and finds out that it is just meaningless spam!
I dont know How to start this letter but I believe you know exactly why I am writing You today.I am writing You this letter with tears all Over My eyes
and In my heart I know that we have come to the end of this relationship and I will never haver anything to do with you again,,I keep remembering
those time you promised me love those time you said You will never hurt me,I felt so safe because all the promises you made to me and today
those promises happen to be a mare promises.I gave You My heart it was You that I keep thinking of all Day and all Night You robbed my heart…
Imagine that I caught you sleeping with my best friend right in Your Bed.I want You to know that no woman shall ever give to You the kind of love I
offered You in a platter of Gold.I shall move on with my life.after so many years of being together this is how to decided to pay be back
(cheating,heartbreak) GOD WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU
I will never give up in this,I know i will one day find that Man who is ready to take me now that I lost you,a man who is caring,loving and sincere and
Not cheat like you someone who shall be my love and husband and shall always cherish me until death do us part.I was introduced to one of this
online dating site maybe I will try It I don’t care if the Man I will find there is single or divorced all That matters to me If he has a Good heart to
Love because One on one settings is full of cheat like You.I hope this letter gets to You..
Regards Teresa stout
I have noticed some people come to our site via some variation of “get a novelty manufactured”. They want to see Uncle Marvin’s idea for an auto-wobbling chair become reality.
Look, We are not manufacturers, just a rusty little link in the gag gift and novelty item supply chain. However, here is a tip for those searchers; Thomasnet.com.
Years ago, you had to traipse to a big-city library, and spend hours flipping through a set of enormous green catalogs, each full of manufacturers of all things; it was actually kind of fun. Of course nowadays, those Thomas directories are online and easy to search.
Enjoy! If you get a novelty item made that would be a good fit here, please email us, we are always looking for new oddities to peddle.
We used to have a supplier that made “F-U forks”, just dining forks bent to an “F-U” configuration and mounted on a card with a clever saying. We sold dozens of those things, sadly his wife put a stop to it.
I was playing a game like Scrabble (EXACTLY like Scrabble) on my cellphone, with a random opponent, about 6 moves in I got lucky and used all tiles for a 50 point bonus.
The SOB* accused me of cheating, and resigned the game! The online equivalent of throwing the board in the air and running out of the room crying.
The word was, ironically enough, “adroiter”. Was I cheating, or was I in fact, merely adroiter? Truth is, I already had the word “adroit”, but had looked at an online scrabble source before finding the E spot with room to make the longer word. Is that cheating? I always though that any resource was fair, if you only use words you already know, you wouldn’t learn anything.
Maybe I should check with my regular opponents and ask to set some ground rules? It’s not like I am taking vocabulary-enhancing drugs. That would be indecorous.
*Uh, Scrabbling Orwellian Busybody?
We’re back from our trip to Oregon. The weather was so cooperative, it always rained at my sister’s house but every time we got in the car, the sun came out. Awesome! There was a button at a rest stop on the way back, for a weather report, which seemed odd and surely a waste of taxpayer money! I didn’t try it, didn’t want to jinx the sunshine, and who knows who else has been pushing that button, and I didn’t have a stick or a rag handy.