Wierd Emails. What Fun!

So lately I’ve been getting wierd emails. They all end up in my junk email box on Gmail and I don’t open their most likely virus infested attachments, but the text they are putting in these are fascinating and may work its way into something like a UA game or something. Maybe that Call of Cathulhu game I’m trying to pull out of the depths. Anyway, for now they won’t have any darker meanings. Presented here for entertainment and for updating my ‘blog that hasn’t happened in many moons are the messages!

“What are banks?
our tracks and stared at the herd passing slowly by.
swimming pool in any case. We just wanted to see how well you did.
I could have finished it then and there and made life easier. But I
steps of a brick building.
on all fours. By this time even the dullest of the audience knew who
sealed in an armored case that would take a diamond drill to open. I
were forcefully relocated to this planet. This inadvertent
and rapped onDIV>nuts in case they want to come back for seconds. Then rest up until
recorded, then rehearsed some m”

“both sides of the wall have had the treatments. This makes for
you are tired of living. After five minutes the outer door closes and
that we had just left.
propaganda for the troops. If we cant believe him about that-how can
Fine. I stopped whispering and called out. Im most cheered to
What kind of anomalies? Metal deposits?
bystanders and occasionally giving a royal flick of the hand at some
rewards, possible remission of sentence, lots of fedha. With great
chamber was empty. I looked at Floyd who seemed just as bewildered as
someone who sort of makes up the tunes, then writes down the stuff”

“I dropped into a chair while I waited for beneficence to take place.
He coughed and groaned when the pressure was released. Demons in the
Bonan tagon-kaj bonvenu al Paradizo.
Captain-thats the one thing we got plenty of! A good six months of
inspiration. Found it.
every word we said, so I chomped my jaw to get Tremearnes attention
His very words, Floyd said. But so what? The artifact is long gone
wall all pointed guns at me.
The trial . . . I said feebly, visions of lawyers, appeals, torts
against eavesdropping.
to be the ones pretty much in charge.”

“help.
from his mother and the other women. In some primitive cultures the
inspiration. Came up with the best I could do at such short notice.
my shaking hand in what might have been a maternal way.
thought I heard a low moan from Floyd, but the baaing and farting of
Did they indeed? I would believe nothing they said.
down with the others.
index finger, left hand. M glued to the pinkie of the same hand.
Not only short on imagination but bereft of manners as well. And when
buckle.
No, no-not that! an ,elderly scientist cackled. Then shut up and”

“academese. Was clear speaking becoming a lost art?
You can take the cuffs off while we are in this room. I am Captain
fists. Very soon we would be away from weary wardens and on our own.
group composed only of security agents. But it will take time to put
Indefatigable did not shake hands but instead hit his closed right
nightmare!
The double image flickered and became one.
which one blows strongly to emit sounds. He comes from a distant
to the journalists. Nor had the map even hinted at the many levels
tools into it. My belt buckle twisted open and I took out the reel and”