Quasi-literary Spam

Spammers love the classics. The following is actual text from a spam I just received:

[..] Insert the wedge into the Prerogative use both the definition of the species and that of the genus with Heep, with all belonging and appertaining thereunto. I trust I his daisies, and the more he weighed it the less reliance he felt lovely. she cried, though Tinks face was still distorted with some mens fancy. Theyre wittles and drink to me – lodging, wife, On the occasion of this domestic little party, I did not repeat my when victory was still in the balance, sometimes leaning this way We then turned back towards my chambers. As the shops had charms father, yet I ever thought him as false as a cracked bell.

This appears to be Charles Dickens’ David Copperfield crammed though emacs’ dissociated-press.

What’s that noise? Oh, that’s just my Bayesian spam filter weeping.

2005.04.19 · permalink