This post is dedicated to Tilly Bud, who gets the most interesting spam, of which I have always been slightly envious. Mine tends to be all too predictable; Viagra punters, dating-for-over-50s, ‘how to pump your tyres’ (???) and so on … but this morning I got a piece of spam that is pure poetry, quite metaphysically. Really.
“An absorbing communicating is worth comment. I conceive that you should indite more on this content, it mightiness not be a sacred dominate but generally group are not sufficiency to communicate on such topics. To the succeeding. Cheers like your DOUBLE-ARSES, BUMS AND BUTTOCKS The only Cin.”
THIS IS NOT SPAM, IT IS 100% PIG *WINK*
If Tilly came to visit me, I’d treat her to a traditional South African braai, with lots of meat and not a single one of her much-loathed enemy; the Brussels sprout. Steak and ribs, with a luscious, chunky mushroom sauce.
I’m sure we’d enjoy the occasion, whatever the dish. And I know we’d enjoy a glass of pink wine under a pink African sky … and a giggle about our spam.
And dessert? Oh, it’s not hard to solve that one …
But this is not Tilly’s cake, it’s for the shampoo girls at work. Tilly’s cake would have Maltesers …