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[which_chick]

Sometimes I want to grow up to be the Oracle at Delphi. I think it'd be very satisfying to see the future and tell people stuff that is both accurate and entirely a hundred percent useless until after it's too late. Should that come to pass, I will do my very best to sound like the assorted spams making their way into my inbox that defeat the rules-based filtering I have in place. (The filters are pretty good -- I only get about two or three pieces of spam a week.) I read the spams I get because they are so nonsensical that they'd make really great snippets of prophecy.

Here's the one I got today:

But they need to remember how non-chalantly submarine for cleavage flies into a rage. Indeed, espadrille near earring caricature blood clot about cup.beyond plaintiff a big fan of gypsy of. When boy inside asteroid beams with joy, light bulb beyond hides.But they need to remember how slyly ocean for toothpick takes a coffee break.

Ocean for toothpick. Boy inside asteroid. Submarine for cleavage. How can you not like this? It's delightfully bizarre English, probably computer-generated, and entirely suitable for prophecy.

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[cousin-sue.livejournal.com]

You get these too?

I thought it was some mysterious viral thingie, and as much as I loved reading them, and wanted to use them in *some* interesting way, I delete them as soon as I get them. Well, I read them first. But then... I read everything.