Maybe it’s just me, but ever since that ill-informed Dalaran post, I seem to have attracted a whole new level of spammers.
Rather than massive amounts of links or “clever” things like “Awesome blog! Check this link out!” with a link to an attack site, the spam actually is clever now. Or at least stupidly hilarious.
So, while you’re enjoying your Sunday evening (or Monday working), I hereby present to you some of the awesome spam this blog has attracted.
Sails and shivers!
Thunder valiantly, stands at the fastigium of a mountain.
While it has not run low, Without hope – that fool.
The dinner was served.
Above the Rhine, a fire – not having mused, creates!
Surges around the froth, or intonement of a nightingale?
It be mine, liked I the german poet.
Two before separation,
Cleaning plastic lenses.
There’s just so much win in this little poem. If anyone recognizes it’s mangled form, perhaps you can send me a link? It would be educational to see how much this spammer mutilated this little piece of prose.
Why the use of fastigium? Yes, it does mean, roughly speaking “highest point”, but it means the highest point of a disease or fever. It can also mean a part of the brain, I guess.
Can anyone utter me how I would get a ditty onto my mobby?
The vade-mecca is useless…
Must be Australian. That’s the only country I can think of that would use such ridiculous words in an otherwise normal sentence.
Viagra is a cuddly chemical. It is well known that seedless questions can result in a disappearance of studs. It is possible that insomnia seeks out spinal men. Children are satsifactory supplements of their women; they are truly stars and crackpots.
Mexican viagra is unsuitable.
Failing viagra, other strategies include wine, surgery, and sedatives.
Standard viagra spam, other than that last sentence which seems to be a strategy guide to rape. It would also seem this spammer is pushing towards getting a viagra plushie. Maybe what we really need is a viagra bear.
Something like this, maybe?
And why the crack at the Mexicans?
Hi. I can teach you to play the bagpipes. Bye.
. . . k?
You can chat with these women about sex. Really! It’s OK! No one will blame you.
There are only 24 of them.
WHY ARE THERE ONLY 24?! I DEMAND AT LEAST 25!
I can make soup!! They can be made in large batches and frozen.
Is there any interest?
WHO WANTS SOUP? YOU WANT SOUP? COME GET SOME SOUP!
Damn!
Did you ever been here!?
criticalqq.wordpress.com/secret-page
Try this!
I don’t know why I just told you this secret information.
. . .
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Me either.
Almost as amusing as the forums.
When I feel down,
I just scroll through all of the fail- I mean, posts,
in the mage class forums.
Oh gawd… I hope this kind of rubbish isn’t contagious. It looks like someone used an online translator to translate it back and forth between the language an origin and a faint semblance of english.
I will try my utmost to write really boring blogposts from now on (not that it was much different before) just to avoid this silliness.
The spam that has really been plaguing me lately will be written by somebody named “Jane Humphrey” (or some other random “plausable” name) and consist of random jumbles of letters that direct to random jumbles of letters dot com. None of these links ever work, by the way.
What their secret agenda is, I have no idea, but I get probably ten or so of these spam messages a day, one every few hours. Fortunately my spam filter catches ‘em so I don’t have to.
I guess Ill never understand why someone finds spamming fun?
oh..and
NO SOUP FOR YOU ! NO SOUP … FOR ONE YEAR !
I believe settling for 25 women is absurd.
47, now that’s a reasonable number.