Ever since I was 8 years old, I've had an email account. Granted, it was probably something like "email@example.com" but nonetheless, I am not unaware of the magic of spam and the lolz it can bring. I like the ones that include my full name, especially when it's advertising penile enhancers and they come 20 times a day. (The emails, that is).
My recent favorite, though, is one simply titled "LONELY MILFS ARE WAITING" written just like that. The imagery is just so perfect. Linda the soccer mom drops the pan of lasagna as she reaches for her beeper which alerts her that someone has received the email. She races out the door in her mom jeans to meet up with a 38 year old man who found the email while taking a break from World of Warcraft. They spend the following 15 minutes cavorting on his parents' couch, and she leaves him a casserole to thank him for his time.
Cheers to you, Linda. Cheers to you.