Najakcharmer
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Joined: 5/3/2004 Status: offline
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So dude writes back with some incredibly bad "poetry" that is actually a paragraph from the back cover of a bad romance novel with names pasted into it. He'd offered to write poetry about Dick Dilldoe, who I'd mentioned earlier as my "funny uncle" who died in prison of AIDS after touching me too deeply on my hoo-hoo dilly. Nice. He had more amusing things to say also, but you'll have to log into the scambaiter forums to see his end of the correspondence. Here's my end. I decided to slap him lightly and dangle cash bait to see if it would get me the trophies I'm after: I am a little suspicious here - how can you be a real Engineering Manager and not know about the Ron Jeremy Dilldoe Jackhammer? Everybody uses them in engineering management. It is huge and throbbing, with angry purple veins and a little red eye, and it stands straight up like a soldier wearing a helmet. What engineer does not know this big famous tool? Well I hope your mother gets better soon so that you can send me your picture. I would offer to help with the money since I have a lot of money, but I am not sure I can trust you yet since I have never even seen you! Especially since you say you don't know the Ron Jeremy Dilldoe Jackhammer. That is very strange that you don't know that big famous tool deeply and intimately if you are really an engineer. I am sure you have used it sometime and I don't know why you don't want to admit to that. The poetry you wrote about my uncle Dick Dilldoe was very nice. I think it is very romantic that you can play and sing on your guitar. I write songs too, and I also wrote one about my uncle when he died. Here it is. Dick Dilldoe, I love Dick Dilldoe Dick Dilldoe, how I love big Dick. Dick Dilldoe is so big, he could touch my heart Dick Dilldoe, we will never part. In case you did not know, Dick Dilldoe was very big. Huge, even. He worked in construction like my father and he died with his tool in his hand. In fact it was overuse of the Ron Jeremy Dilldoe Jackhammer that killed him. Rectal fissuring is so tragic. *sniff* I am crying now. I was that sad. So I wrote this song about him. Isn't it beautiful? If you do not have time to take a romantic picture of you holding up my name like I asked, maybe you would let me hear your beautiful voice singing me this song I wrote? You can call and sing it to my phone. My phone number is (free anonymous k7 voicemail here) If I am not home, please sing it to the machine so I can hear it when I get home. If you could do that and send me a picture of you so I could see your face, I would trust you and believe you really love me. If you can show me that you are real and we have trust, then I would love to visit Africa with you and meet your mother, and help you in any way I can. I have lots of money from my father's invention of the famous Dilldoe Jackhammer, so I can travel anywhere I want. - Imma Dilldoe
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