Sometimes I think my emails are like the Scarecrow’s mask in the movie Batman Begins, when Crane says about it:
“these crazies, they can’t stand it”
Take this blue flame special, for example:
“Have your attorney instruct you to provide a functional unsubscribe button to this spam. Should I send you a link to the attorney general’s page?”
The email he was whining about?
Was sent to him October 5, 2017.
Over 4 years ago.
The unsubscribe button didn’t “work” because he had long since opted-out.
Or take this dork:
(responding to my recent email about why I avoid masterminds)
“So, you’ve spoken at, attended, and paid for masterminds but you avoid them like liberals avoid omicron. That’s some serious double talk which is what [link edited out] listees did until they could no longer talk.”
Imagine thinking this is some kind of “gotcha!”
Especially when I literally wrote in the same email he responded to:
“the last one I attended (some two and a half years ago) where I first conspired with Troy Broussard to partner on some software platforms.”
Sharp as a tack that one.
As Stefania laughed:
(she gets to see all my nuthouse emails):
“I wonder how long he’d been sitting on that link waiting to spring it in you—‘Hah, that’ll show him!’”
No doubt.
As for the link I edited out from his reply above?
Sounded like (did not bother to click it) it goes to a site that lists people who died because they didn’t get the fake vaks-seen. Because, as everyone knows, people don’t croak from the covid 98% of the time because they are obese, elderly, or have multiple comorbidities.
No, they die from a fake vaks deficiency.
All right, I’ve had enough fun here.
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Ben Settle
