Spam mail topic lines

I love looking through my SPAM folder. I love looking for the found poetry that you can find in the topic lines. Sure, there are a lot of them that deal with the size of my penis, places to get cheap Viagra, and the ability to get a second mortgage for my house.

Well...

I'm happy with my penis size (even if the girls don't become envious). Haven't had any problems with getting an erection (like you really wanted to know that, right, Kelli?). And, hell, I rent.

Yesterday, I opened my SPAM folder, and I saw what has to be one of the best, and yet, most disturbing lines.

Paul could smell frying skin, burning fat. excuse me I'd like She folded the towel bas as he...

With a little reworking, I got this:

Paul could smell frying skin, buring fat. "Excuse me, I'd like her," she said.

I don't know why, but it just seemed like wickedly fun statement. It...tickles me immensely. Perhaps I have a bit of cannibal hidden deep inside me.