Ah Spam…and no, not the canned luncheon meat…I’m talking about those crazy comments that bloggers have come to know and “love.” While some bloggers may not give their spam folder a second thought, I for one relish the opportunity to make Spamcake…a delicious little post that pokes fun at my recent spam. To check out the previous volumes of Spamcake, just click HERE. Ready to laugh at the sheer insanity that is my spam folder? Well grab your forks, and let’s have some Spamcake!

*All comments are featured EXACTLY as they were left on my blog. I did not change any spelling or grammatical errors. (That would make this entirely less fun.) =)

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What I do not understand is how you manage to type while so obviously drunk. However, you have a good point….I know I’m never interested unless I’m accomplishing girl gaga….That’s totally what propels me forward…good insight drunken spammer..

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Really? The cost of milk is what is preventing you from “unneeded splurge?” What exactly are you doing with the milk?

The other day, while I was at work, my cousin stole my iphone and tested to see if it can survive a forty foot drop, just so she can be a youtube sensation. My iPad is now destroyed and she has 83 views. I know this is completely off topic but I had to share it with someone!

“You don’t know me! You don’t know me! What?!” (Awkward chair throwing and gesturing at audience members…) Oh wait…sorry..this ISN”T the Jerry Springer show? Feud with your cousin elsewhere Spamalot.

One of my all time special quotes appears very fitting here “Success is nothing more than a few simple disciplines, practiced every day; while failure is simply a few errors in judgment, repeated every day. It is the accumulative weight of our disciplines and our judgments that leads us to either fortune or failure.”–Jim Rohn

Truly beautiful and so well-fitting with my blog…especially since you tried to post this comment on a YOGURT review…

Articles like this make life so much smilepr.

And isn’t the smilepr life what we’re all truly after?

Angie, I hope your Peking Duck was wonderful, and that you have the most wonderful Christmas ever!

My name’s not Angie. I’ve never once cooked or eaten duck, and it’s September….But thanks anyways!

Yeah, but imagine the head rush, dude!

Oh I will bro….

Among chessplaying circles this is rather an interesting story, since Kasparov is actually popular enough back home (certain circles notwithstanding) to credibly challenge Putin. (Perhaps one reason why we won the Cold War – in in USSR they had no real rock stars, and had to use chessplayers as major celebrities instead.) But yes, Garry is an odd duck: famously tough in tournament play, and intelligent outside his chosen field (no given among the chess community); but prone to petulance and ego.

Hey, remember when Screech couldn’t find his lucky beret from Violet and had to battle Peter Breschnev from Valley in the big chess tournament at Bayside? Wait…that’s not what you’re talking about? Umm…Bobby Fisher? Yeah, I’m out..

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Why do I feel like im trapped inside a Lewis Carroll novel?

When I think of the bonus song I think of Billy Crystal singing that song into a karaoke machine in When Harry Met Sally!

What exactly on my blog reminded you of “Surrey with the Fringe on Top?” Was it all of my blatant references to musicals, the state of Oklahoma, or Rodgers and Hammerstein? Oh wait, I don’t talk about any of those things…Sing on my friend…sing on…

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Darn it. Who let my three year old on the computer again?

Articles like this really gerase the shafts of knowledge.

I’m not sure what you were trying to say, but it doesn’t sound appropriate….keep it family friendly Spammy Spamerson.

It was cold yesterday! Brrrs.

You should apply to be a meteorologist! Al Roker should watch his back…

Pin my tail and call me a donkey, that really hleepd.

Glad it hleeepd donkey! Hee Haw!

I hope you enjoyed your little serving of Spamcake this morning. May it satisfy you with its processed goodness and fill your tummies with humor and joy. Or in the words of one of my spammers, may you read it and feel led to comment, “wow! i’ve been surching for this agesss!” or “WOOOW?” Until next time people, stay spammy….stay spammy.