So you open your e-mail, all innocent like, delete the billion or so e-mails that are quite obviously spam, but then every now and then one slips through the cracks.
One from "Erica" with a subject title like "re: meeting up next week?"
One that actually makes you think for a second, 'hang on, maybe I do know an Erica, and maybe we did talk about meeting up next week?'
One that sucks you into the illusion that you might actually be speaking with a friend.
So you open it, only to find...CAN'T GET IT UP? OUR NEW WONDER MEDICATION WILL FIX ALL YOUR BED-TIME PROBLEMS! GIVE HER EVERYTHING SHE'S EVER DREAMED OF! SHE'LL BE THANKING YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You recoil with a shriek, searching for that elusive damn delete button, until the little over-friendly message from a 'pal' has disappeared from sight, leaving you bruised, battered and trying to catch your breath.
'Erica' - you suck.
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3 comments:
Bloody spam,. they outta call it viagra mail or sumthing, they must think everyone is desperate for a root!!! I think they are the ones who need the shit..not us gorgeous loverly mummies, LOL!
Hi Comic Mummy,
How nice of Erica to be concerned about your 'sleeping' arrangements. Vote 1 Erica I say, she has her finger on the pulse. Ok, so it might be more of a case of having her hand on something else that throbs, but hey, these things happen.
Mmmm, waffle. Type it, eat it, love it.
HooRoo
Rebecca
Caz - I know. Heavens knows I've never had a problem with my erections.
Rebecca - keep the waffle coming baby. You crack me up!
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