I got an email this morning - one that managed to make it past my junkmail filters.
I get a lot of junk mail, like we all do. Some come from very creative names - I recently received one from Lucifer X. Penis, and even one from John Smith who described himself as a lonely girl at home with sexy pictures of herself.
But for whatever reason, the email from Yassir Hanschman caught my eye this morning.
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Hello my friend!
I am ready to kill myself and eat my dog, if medicine prices here (url) are bad.
Look, the site and call me 1-800 if it is wrong..
My dog and I are still alive :)
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He's ready to kill himself AND eat his dog. Wow! That's an extreme situation to be in. So desperate that you would kill yourself AND THEN eat your own dog. It would be interesting though to watch a dead guy eat a dog who is, presumably, still alive.
OR, if you're going to kill yourself, why would you eat your dog first?
"<sobbing> I can't handle it anymore. Medicine prices are just too high. <sniff>. Things would just be so much easier if I were dead. If I were dead, I probably wouldn't even need that much medicine. <sobbing>. But first...'Fido - cuh'mere boy.' Ah, Fido. My loyal companion through thick and thin. You're the only friend I've ever really had. I love this dog. Sit still boy. I'm going to kill myself, but first, I'm going to eat you."
THWACK! [That's the sound of a large club hitting Fido and killing him]
CRACKLE- CRACKLE [That's the sound of Fido being cooked over and open flame]
AUGH! GROSS!! [That's the sound of Fido needing more salt]
"<sobbing uncontrollably with a full stomach> I've done it. I've finally done it!! I've eaten my own dog - that'll show those overpriced medicine Bastards!!! And now, with the help of this convenient gun, I will kill myself <sobbing>. I'll just take it, point it at my temple like they do in the movies, and pull the trigger. I love you Fido! CLICK!
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CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK.
"Damnit! I forgot to load the gun. Now, I have to go get the bullets out of the bottom of my shoe in the closet <sob>."
moments later...
"Okay Damnit! Now I'll show those assholes! I'm gonna pull this trigger <sobbing> and blow my brains out ... Oh god. I don't feel so well. I think Fido has given me sudden and uncontrollable diarrhea. DAMN YOU FIDO! Is this your parting shot at me!? My best friend until just a few hours ago when I beat you and cooked and ate you, and THIS is how you repay me?!! Curse you and your canine soul!!"
thirty minutes later...
"Ohmygod that was the worst ever. Okay, okay. No I'm REALLY going to do this. If only my medicine was cheaper... Okay, Now I'm going to take this gun, point it at my temple thusly, and pull the"... BLAM!!!
Poor Yassir. If only he had cheaper medicine he wouldn't have had to eat his dog and then kill himself. At least in my make-believe story he didn't kill himself AND THEN eat Fido. That could have been kinda gross.
Okay. Enough of this lameness. Time to get going.
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