When Spam Acts Like Your Best Friend Forever 👥

There is this sweetest stranger Mr Tony (Yes he has a name) who keeps on mailing me to send him my details so he can transfer $15,000,000.00 (Fifteen Million United Dollars) in my account. Now I clearly remember my dad told me that my ancestors were Indian. What I don't understand is the fact that how could my email be found ( in the Central Computer among the list of unpaid contractors, inheritance, next of kin and lotto beneficiaries that was originated from Africa) Now hold on a second! Did my dad lie to me again just like when he told Santa wasn't real?  Okay! So I got to clarify my originality from my parents again. I can do that. But wait! Who the hell is this villain Mr Charles in my life now who is after my $15,000,000.00 . This is preposterous. According to Mr Tony, he received an email from one Mr. Charles Wright who told him that he was my next of kin and that I died in a car accident last week. Now this is getting serious. I am pretty sure I am alive. For heavens sake, I am blogging. Right? Although if someone told me I was dead before getting this gentleman's email I would have been fine. But now with $15,000,000.00 in my name, Na-ah! Not a chance buddy. If need be, I would return back from my grave to claim my money.

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