Saw my first firefly last night whilest doing some garden stuff :)
On other news, my spam for the day was "Tent your trousers with your new rod." I'm not entirely certain that's a selling point, it's usually considered something of an embarrassment, except in very specific circumstances.
Gain Mega Huge Dimensions!
Bring your dying relationships back to life by increasing your main love tool!
This change in your life will drive your lassie back to you! [link]
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Well, this just works on so many levels. I was stopped immediately by the possibility of gaining dimensions. I always thought my talents as a despot were wasted on one dimension. Then I realized, "oh, wait, they're talking about penises." I'm so slow in the morning.
This raises other questions. What, if anything, is one's secondary love tool? Is it battery-powered? And I can't help, whenever I see the word lassie--maybe it's because I'm a furry, maybe it's because it's a dead obvious joke--I think of a standard collie.
The filter-spoofing text at the end is kind of intriguing. It's sort of a cosmic government conspiracy spy novel introduction, but with dinosaurs.
Thank you, spam!
I've built two small herb beds in the front yard, trimmed the hedges, and pruned both crepe myrtles.
Perhaps in order to permanently endear herself to me, and maybe win a regular supply of cakes and cookies, my nextdoor neighbor asked, "Who does your landscaping?"
Happiness, you are an insincere compliment :)