I actually quite enjoy reading the “Nigerian” scam emails. They are normally well written and beautifully reasoned. I believe they deserve all the money they make. Here are three that I have collected recently.

Some Spam emailers have such a lovely, polite style of writing, we should use them as examples for ourselves. If only they just didn’t want to steal every last penny out of our bank accounts I may actually admire them a lot more. Here’s an example of one I received recently.

A tshit design I recently did for a Artwork Junkies competition I wish to enter

I should call them now. I know it’ll be a bundle of small talk, but isn’t that what life becomes sooner or later? It isn’t so much what is said as just saying, just hearing, just listening, just filling in the bits between hello and goodbye.

I looked over his shoulder, my pants around my ankles, at pictures of my knee. Dirty pictures of my knee. Before and after shots like I had never seen before. But why are my pants hanging down there?

Sydney Road Community School was an educational experiment that started in the 70s in the Melbourne Suburb of Brunswick. A Nice Place To Be was a documentary about the goals, the issues and the people who were the original players in this experiment.

“William Jamison the Third has a problem, Doctor and I don’t know how to explain it.” She stops and looks directly at the biscuit tin as if her finger was pointing out a culprit.
The Doctor follows her gaze and sees no evil, just bottles of wine and that distinctive smell that is driving him mad. He doesn’t know why but words just come out of his mouth: “Are you saying William Jamison the Third is allergic to roast chicken?”