End of My Rope
Over the last few weeks, I have received hundreds, LITERAL HUNDREDS of spam comments. Most of them end up on this post, but they have been scattered throughout the blog. They all cover the same thing: a mythical cure for whatever ails you, including death. Yes, you can come back from death - if you can pull your rigored finger out of your casket long enough to dial this 17-digit number to who the hell knows where, and talk to Dr. ABC about your non-beating heart. With prayer, and a few herbs and chicken bones, you too, can be cured.
Typically I laugh things like this off. One, two, even ten comments - I'm fine. But this is excessive, and annoying, and largely untraceable. Even if I wanted to complain about it - to whom do I write the letter" Dr. ABC" Do I call the 17-digit number and tell them that my affliction happens to be a headache they've caused with hundreds of spam comments"
Celina Jolly, what a great name. Celina Jolly, remember that one folks. She was cured of HIV. I assume Celina is a woman" I know she has an aunt. The Aunty had Herpes. Also cured. I wonder if she has a mailman who has Gout" A debt-collector who has an astigmatism" A friend at church who suffers from TMJ" I mean, she's telling me (and you) everything else there is to know about her life. Lay it on me. What else can your herbal doctor cure, Celina"
Amanda, also from the USA. Maybe she and Celina live next to each other" She was cured of Her...
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