Spambot of the day
I take it back—no, not of the day, of the week. Maybe of the month. Oh heck, maybe of recorded history.
I bring you:
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Note the colorful and sensuous prose, as well as the double entendre of “straight seize your rss feed to remain abreast.”
I noted…all of that! Glad you alluded to it, ’cause I was wondering whilst reading it if my mind was wandering to places it shouldn’t be!
neo, where do you get all these spambots? I used to routinely get a message from Africa offering me tens of millions of dollars to launder some greater sum, but those days are over.
It’s using that adorable English spelling, too.
Sounds like someone using Google Translate plus Microsoft Word thesaurus.
Whether from in front or behind, that sounds painful.
Obviously he mispelled “put out”.
Definitely an alien, apparently friendly, but sounds hungry; must have something to do with climate change, Bush, Palin…. Neo, have you noticed any men in black shadowing you? This should be good for a book contract.
And a stint on “The View”….
I am starting to understand it…
some of them are being written by heuristics, and the successful ones are those that pass the filters. what you get is the combination of the two, and its odd pseudo meaning is what ends up being allowed through (as a minimal acceptable paragraph).
note that this is generally how much modern lyrics are in modern music. As so incredibly well explained and demonstrated by Blues Traveler in “The hook (brings you back)”
the last paragraph is the final illustration and its much like our meaningful sounding insincere bot.
[too large to post all but here is a taste]
suck it in suck it in
if your rin tin tin or anne boleyn
make a desperate move or else youll win
and then begin
to see
what your doing to me this MTV is not for free
its so PC its killing me
So desperately
i sing to thee
of love
sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self….
Though I fear that Pink Floyd was much much more sincere in their honesty in Dark Side of the Moon. Especially the piece Time.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I’d something more to say.
Nice reference to Thoreau…
The song is over,
Disflexics of the World Untie!!!!!!!!
I’m not certain about the “abreast” stuff as you insist on putting that green apple in front of you.
I received an email two days ago informing me that “numerous womens” wanted to correspond with me.
As soon as I get back from Romania, I will be donating numerous dollars to your website.
Sounds like someone talking out their rss.
Well at least spambot harmonises with your conclusions. He’s obviously practicing the “civil” approach to spam.
Our family blog gets quite a few spam comments, but ours tend to be considerably less subtle and eloquent than yours. Here’s a recent example:
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Perhaps you could introduce my bots to yours?
That is exactly like texts written by schizophrenics: lots of pompous seriousness and pretence but no meaning.
That is exactly like texts written by schizophrenics: lots of pompous seriousness and pretence but no meaning.
So rather like the Congressional Record, then?
Jack!
That brought a hearty guffaw. Thank you.