From the Bizarro Depths of the Spam File
What is there to do when the damn dog wakes you up at 3:30 a.m. for no particular reason other than she wants a cuddle?
Well, you scold a little, do laundry a little, go on Facebook a little and then clean up your blog a little.
As I was scanning my spam file, getting ready to empty it, I ran across this message from my new kowtowing friend, a Miss Silvana Strough, and felt it was too good not to share.
She says . . .
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The kicker? This was a comment intended for my post about Snickerdoodles.
Seriously, who writes this blather?
Do people really fall for it?
Have you read or seen Jane Austin’s Pride and Prejudice? Silvana gives the slimy Mr. Collins “of Rosing’s Park” a run for his money when it comes to obsequiousness.
I sweep away her prattle with a dismissive wave, and the same level of disdain as the great Lady Catherine de Bourgh.
And then imperiously pick dryer lint off of my yoga pants.
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