Spam As Folk Art for 2005 October 14

You've got your account on my mail! (I am extrapolating cultural references I don't understand, second-hand, here. Is this funny, Leonard?) (Update: "Regrettably, it is not terribly funny.")

Curses, and just a week before my thesis was due to be published.

And a foot to the left, and in a different colour, and you've put the handles on upside-down.

Dispatch it with a sharp gardening fork before it grows to full size.

I knew I was forgetting something. And I've just been hanging up on them.

Quite right, they give their patients a prescription, generally.

I hate it as well. Shall we stop, and I'll just buy my pharmaceuticals over the counter?

It's almost as if you're using my bandwidth to distribute spam while I'm asleep.

Brine.

Cyanide.