I?m tracking the comment spam that hits the blog, whether it gets caught or not. Obviously, the not list gets fed into the Blacklist, to catch it. Today, the filter had caught something. I decided before deleting the SOB’s message, to grab the text of the comment as well. Much of the text left by comment spammers is either short, inane bits of flattery (apparently in an attempt to get my to leave their link to some online casino or what have you) or bits of rambling or I suppose text from a real document, completely devoid of context. Here, without the offending product names, is the text of what got caught:
“It’s something to think about. I’m not sure if I will follow through with my urge or not. If I do, it must of course be done relentlessly. I can relate, as I feel myself distancing myself from this tedium, far more interested in the shifting time signatures in the song I’m listening to (three of three followed by one of two) than in any idea of work at this place. Had a long talk with Leah.”
Mind you, it had eight product names inserted completely randomly into the text. And left with a craplink and fake or spam email account. Lovely. But, what the hell. Let’s get a little enjoymment out of this. Continuing with instruction manual, let’s insert eight equivalent terms from, oh, gaming. In no particular order or reason:
“It’s something d20 to think about. I’m not sure if I will follow through Warhammer with my urge or not. If I do, it must of course be done relentlessly. All Flesh Must Be Eaten. I can relate, Green Ronin as I feel myself distancing myself from this tedium, far d20 more interested in the shifting Delta Green time signatures in the song I’m listening to (three of three followed by one of two) than in Whispering Vault any idea of work at this place. Had a long talk with Leah, Nobilis.”
Well, don’t look at me. That’s what the instruction manual apparently said. Or some spammer program that generates the stuff. I suppose it might be more readable if I rearrange some words a bit in a more Lewis Carroll type of arrangement.
“All Flesh Must Be Eaten. It’s something to think about. I’m not sure if I will follow through with my urge or not. If I do, it must of course be done relentlessly. I can relate, Green Ronin, as I feel myself distancing myself from this tedium, far more interested in the shifting Delta Green time signatures in the song I’m listening to (three of three followed by one of two, if in d20) than in Whispering Vault any idea of work at this place. d20. Or Warhammer? Had a long talk with Leah, Nobilis.”
At least that’s more logical. Whatever. Spammers – I hate ‘em.