No longer is it enough to ignore unsolicited contact, I'm at the point in my life where I will exchange banter with these spam types for at least long enough to turn the tables...
I'm minding my business on the couch with the wife when I am rudely interrupted...
Wife: "g'head, play along"
With those words from thine mouth...
... I know how this game starts, finishes and follows through.
A man who swings first stands a better chance of the other party not swinging back.
See? I've already broken the algorithm!
Not today, Russia...
(Phlip note: we weren't putting any damn clothes back on and were already in bed)
You know what,
Phlip? This is what the fuck you
deserve. You had three customers set to
make you a million and a half dollars every six months, but you had to break
all kinds of international laws and shit being greedy.
Oh wait! I’m home, I’m safe and I have one month to
figure out how to get my fucking bag back from those crazy-fuck European
governmental gangster types. I’m home, I
am safe and I am sitting on enough cash on hand to not EVER have to work again
in my life, considering that the only bills I have are “consumption” ones; utilities/food/etc…
But I am also
So here I am, in the FBI Field office trying to explain how I was robbed for a
bag of coal by the government thugs of some small eastern European country that
I could not name because I was not able to see out of the van I was riding in.
Agent: “Okay, so help me understand the damages
these people have done to you. You say
they took WHAT from you?”
Me: “A bag of coal.”
Agent: “I—I’m so…