Oh, spam! How you entertain me.
Oct. 24th, 2007 09:20 amSo I found some spam in my inbox this morning with this subject line:
Even an ant is bigger than your penis?
*laughs, cries* I have this image in my head of Team Sheppard getting caught in the crossfire of a civil war on some planet. The guys get hit by this funky purple beam weapon thingy. Only it doesn't do anything. Or at least they think it doesn't do anything. When they get back to Atlantis and go to the locker room to get cleaned up, they discover that things (in their pants!) aren't quite the way they were when they headed out for the mission. Apparently, the people on this planet use an "undermine your enemy's self-esteem" strategy. Eventually Keller figures out how to reverse it, but not before Rodney spends much time loudly opining the loss of his, thank you very much, prodigious endowment, Sheppard threatens to shoot Rodney if he doesn't keep his voice down (he really prefers his size problem to be his own little secret, thank you very much), and Ronon shrugs and says at least it still feels good when he jacks off.
Oh, it's so mean! It makes me laugh so! *bg*
ETA: So it's been the day for penis-oriented spam. I got another one with this subject line:
Blue whale's penis is 3 meters because he tried Penis Enlarge Patch
Now, I'm thinking that whatever Keller does to fix the problem overshoots the mark. Rodney is all excited, because, hey, his penis is back and better than ever, only to have his excitement cooled a bit when John balks at letting Rodney fuck him, something he's usually all too eager for, because as John puts, he would like to be able to sit down again at some point in the future. Hee!
Even an ant is bigger than your penis?
*laughs, cries* I have this image in my head of Team Sheppard getting caught in the crossfire of a civil war on some planet. The guys get hit by this funky purple beam weapon thingy. Only it doesn't do anything. Or at least they think it doesn't do anything. When they get back to Atlantis and go to the locker room to get cleaned up, they discover that things (in their pants!) aren't quite the way they were when they headed out for the mission. Apparently, the people on this planet use an "undermine your enemy's self-esteem" strategy. Eventually Keller figures out how to reverse it, but not before Rodney spends much time loudly opining the loss of his, thank you very much, prodigious endowment, Sheppard threatens to shoot Rodney if he doesn't keep his voice down (he really prefers his size problem to be his own little secret, thank you very much), and Ronon shrugs and says at least it still feels good when he jacks off.
Oh, it's so mean! It makes me laugh so! *bg*
ETA: So it's been the day for penis-oriented spam. I got another one with this subject line:
Blue whale's penis is 3 meters because he tried Penis Enlarge Patch
Now, I'm thinking that whatever Keller does to fix the problem overshoots the mark. Rodney is all excited, because, hey, his penis is back and better than ever, only to have his excitement cooled a bit when John balks at letting Rodney fuck him, something he's usually all too eager for, because as John puts, he would like to be able to sit down again at some point in the future. Hee!