Fun with Spam

My office instituted a spam filter last year on the e-mail system, on the theory that it should be slightly harder to reach us at the newspaper office. Actually, that's not fair. People were having to wade through about 100 fake messages to get to the 20 real ones. It's sort of the Assclown Theory of Relativity for e-mail.

Anyway, the spam filter had a bad weekend. I received mail from the following "people:"

Ophthalmology F. Gullible
Pertinacious C. Georgia
Horology P. Encircle
Frailties J. Amber