there’s an e-mail doing the rounds about an amazing art tree in the limpopo province. amazing as it is, this is not a real baobab that some savant spent half a millennium carving into a monument to his erotic fixation with martian women.
sorry to burst the bouble, people, but these pictures are of disney world’s “tree of life“.
awesome? certainly.
worth clogging up every inbox south of atlantis? no.
i wish people would think before forwarding bull:
- no-one sends you money for every mail you forward. spam doesn’t pay.
- the angel of death will not weld your rectum shut if you don’t forward spam.
- photos of mutant weredonkeys are fake. calm down to a panic and hit “delete”.
- no government or super lottery uses yahoo accounts. they can afford their own domains. duh.
- doctors, kings, princes and deranged necromancers that offer you gazillions of dollars from some unattended spanish inheritance trust in nigeria are evil. give them your details and the angel of death will disembowel your smurf collection.
- spamming 7 people in 7 minutes will not bring you great fortune in 7 hours. nor will your long deceased great grandfather knock on your door at 7am to ask for some fresca.
- spamming 70 people, though, will magically invoke the demonic twin of chuck norris. pull yourself towards yourself and run – this dude doesn’t wear pajamas…
- if you really want to know what color my underwear, favorite cyanide cocktail or answer to furry nipples is – phone me.
- i am not a better friend for returning/forwarding money-fairy emails. real friends will haul your delusional behind to the insane asylum, where nice people in padded rooms will talk to you about being napoleon and their passion for flying circumcisions.
- sending $50 to someone you don’t know is very kind. you will not, however, find a yacht in your slippers in the morning.
*sigh* i feel better now.
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