A Poem: Spammers
A Poem: Spammers By Pillbug
You cry and whine,
all the time,
for the smilies- you don't know em,
I have focused all my complaints,
into this little poem.
You make annoying posts,
just to have them deleted,
while the normal peoples' sanity,
soon becomes depleted.
I grow weary of stupidity,
and once I had a dream,
of a wonderful weapon,
a spam-frying particle beam.
CAPS is always on,
puncuation is very rare,
you make so-called 'interesting posts'
but we don't really care. (most of the time)
Do you get the picture,
the asnwer had better be yes,
or you will be a major spammer,
in my upcoming DMOD A.O.T.E.S
Ah, I feel better. Focusing rage and studying for my poetry test. Now that's multitasking. Or spam. It's either multitasking, or spam.
Or maybe it's multispamming. Or spamtasking......
You cry and whine,
all the time,
for the smilies- you don't know em,
I have focused all my complaints,
into this little poem.
You make annoying posts,
just to have them deleted,
while the normal peoples' sanity,
soon becomes depleted.
I grow weary of stupidity,
and once I had a dream,
of a wonderful weapon,
a spam-frying particle beam.
CAPS is always on,
puncuation is very rare,
you make so-called 'interesting posts'
but we don't really care. (most of the time)
Do you get the picture,
the asnwer had better be yes,
or you will be a major spammer,
in my upcoming DMOD A.O.T.E.S
Ah, I feel better. Focusing rage and studying for my poetry test. Now that's multitasking. Or spam. It's either multitasking, or spam.
Or maybe it's multispamming. Or spamtasking......
Error:
We regret to inform you that you have posted in the wrong forum. Please redirect all spam to the following hyperlink.
www.gmcx.has.it
We regret to inform you that you have posted in the wrong forum. Please redirect all spam to the following hyperlink.
www.gmcx.has.it
Oh, yeah it can always use some more.
I kind of feel sorry for that site, though. Being overrun by the king of Spam. Wait....
I smell a..... level boss!
I kind of feel sorry for that site, though. Being overrun by the king of Spam. Wait....
I smell a..... level boss!
and soon to be over-run be the destructive mind that belongs to me
Get A Life, (I know that is a particularly fruitless saying, but who cares)your computer doesn't work properly,and as he signs into messenger I find out he fixed Windows.
DO'H
DO'H
well, lsass.exe doesn't stop me now!!










