Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Dear Yahoo Mail,

Your thought-process perplexes me. I don't use email very often, but when I do, I choose you, Yahoochu. So what has me scratching my head is the fact that when I delete something out of my Inbox, it gets deleted without a second thought from you. My spam, however, you place higher importance on, asking me "Are you sure you want to delete these items? This action cannot be undone".

Maybe you're on to something, oh wise one. Maybe I do have a $1,000 Wal-Mart gift card waiting for me somewhere in the deepest depths of the internet. Maybe I do need to increase my penis size to painful lengths. Or maybe, maybe, you need to get your shit straight. I don't want to partake in your Nigerian housing scam, I don't believe that there is a prince somewhere in the world that chose me to inherit his money and I certainly don't believe that there are 60-year-old women in my local area looking to hook up.

But once again, maybe I'm wrong. I doubt it...

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