The silver eel flies at dusk when the wine rains from moody barrels

What?

I have no idea.

I get a ton of weird spam.  Yes, you are correct, all spam is weird to some degree.  Even the stuff that comes in a can.

My Mail thinks this is Junk.  My Mail is a miserable, humorless bastard.

You might not want to read this snippet of mail I received.  I’m pretty sure the words themselves are a virus.  If you read them, your mind will be tainted.

Fortunately, my mind was already tainted.  So I’m no worse for wear.

Brianna, please tell me what I’m supposed to do with the Black Drops.  I’m running out of Time.

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About I.M. Pangs

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4 Responses to The silver eel flies at dusk when the wine rains from moody barrels

  1. It’s raining wine and you are complaining??

  2. You get the best spam.

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