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Greetings Marquita,

I am very pleased to have received your inquiry about my services. I am in certain need of great marketing, as my clientèle has dwindled and I've been forced to poison spider monkeys and small rodents for income. Drunken elephants have also been brought to my attention but I am not to interfere with the works of Mhganti, warrior king and god of ill pigments. Mtubu has brought good sodomy to these elephants and they will no longer need dealing.

I am interested in your service representatives. I may employ them at will for poisons are greatest when solicited by the silver tongued satans known as the British. You are great solicitors. Solicit my poison and live eternally grateful.

My own child has fallen victim to sodomy by the great Mtubu the Sodomizer and I desperately need your help. Please allow me to poison your first born to ward off bad spirits brought on by wrongful sodomy. Mtubu is my friend and knows not what he does, for his weapon has a mindset of its own. Once he sodomized himself and I must poison his member.

I will need your credentials for the deposit will be prepared and ready for you as you accept my solicitation. You will work for me or die by pain, great pain. Or pain will kill you. You choose to die or to pain but you will be sodomized, I assure.

The gods have instructed that Mtubu visit me before acquiring your souls and I shall persuade his gentile nature so to benefit you, my beneficiary. Send me the monies now or be killed by sodomy. My poisons are now hidden and I shall not find them.

Please find my request reasonable and you will have a stable career.
Zintrigali the Poisoner




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A dire message for the FMF, Federal Ministry of Finance

A dire message for the FMF, Federal Ministry of Finance
No 12 edid lane Idumota Lagos
Honourable Minister of State for Finance, ADEREMI W. BABALOLA
Approved by the Nigerian Government


Dear Honourable Minister of State of Finance, Aderemi W. Babalola,

I have received your request for deposit of monies for my world campaign and thank you dearly, my absolute friend.
You have enabled me to solicit the help of Mtubu the Sodomizer on the highest command for world slavery and utmost compliance with poisoning and butchery.
He is a great ally and asset against the Foreign Ministry of Zimababulu, the nemesis country of my forefathers, the bead traders of the lower flat-heads and mud-wrestlers.
I have poisoned many a banker and trader over the years and find your alliance most gratifying.
I have prayed to the god of Emu Entrails and have received a most beneficial gift of the location of your domicile. I will be visiting you shortly for barbecue and poisonings. Mtubu will visit your female partner for sodomy and death.

I have been to Nigeria and have killed and loved many. You have a great country with much finance and poisoned targets. Please allow me to fetch good poisons.

Your rewards for the peoples of Antarctica is most kind for I was summoned to kill them all, but will now refrain because of your abject benevolence. Praise to your gods of finance.


Please know that your minister of credit already has my personal information all but one, my occupation, which is head poisoner of the Ivory Coast. That is all the information you need, or you shall die.
Your credit to my accounts for $920, 000.00 is most generous and will incur only sodomizing and not death by poison, which is most welcome to those who live in the sands of Sahara.
I waggle my penis in your direction and solute your hearty generosity.

Please expect to be sodomized before the day is through.

Zintrigali the Poisoner, and weaver or tales and entrails for the Serengeti.


-----Original Message-----
From: ADEREMI BABALOLA [mailto: adebabalola11001@gmail.com]
Sent: Tuesday, October 23, 2007 7:27 AM
Subject: NOTIFICATION OF PAYMENT VIA ATM CARD

>From the FMF, Federal Ministry of Finance
No 12 edid lane Idumota Lagos
Honourable Minister of State for Finance, ADEREMI W. BABALOLA
Approved by the Nigerian Government



Dear Sir/Madam,


NOTIFICATION OF PAYMENT VIA ATM CARD


This is to officially inform you that we have verified your contract
file
presently on my desk, and I found out that you have not received your
payment due to your lack of co-operation and not fulfilling the
obligations giving to you in respect to your contract payment.


Secondly, you are hereby advised to stop dealing with some non-officials
in the bank as this is an illegal act and will have to stop if you so
wish
to receive your payment immediately.


After the Board of director's meeting held in Abuja, we have resolved
infinding a solution to your problem. We have arranged your payment
through our SWIFT CARD PAYMENT CENTRE in Europe, America,Africa and Asia
Pacific,This is part of an instruction/mandate passed by the Senate
inrespect to overseas contract payment and debt re-scheduling.


And also the Nigerian Government is using this mean to rewards all the
citizens of the United states and all part of europe including
asia,australia, south america, Antartica e.t.c in all those who have
lost
their funds in either scam, or an uncompleted business, or otherwise,
You
should know that if you are interested to receive your ATM card which
will
be credited with $920,000 united states dollars before it is been sent
to
you direct to your doorstep through the Fedex courier service.


If you like to receive your fund this way,Kindly get back to me with the
following informations below so i can start arrangement on how to get
your
Atm Card shipped to you


(1) Your Full Name.
(2) Full residential address.
(3) Phone And Fax Number.
(4) Occupation.
(5) personal identification.


This message is supported by the Nigerian Government, After you might
have
started making use of your ATM card, you can reward my firm one way
or the other you knows best.


Thanks for your co-operation.



>From the FMF, Federal Ministry of Finance
ADEREMI W. BABALOLA

The Lord's Poison!

From: Zintrigali the Poisoner
Date: Sep 19, 2007 9:56 AM
Subject: The Lord's Poison!
To: vivian_nan1002@yahoo.com
Cc: Mtubu the Sodomizer

Greetings Sister Vivian Nana!

I was great friends with Mr. Dubhlar Nana when he was alive. When we worked together at the Kuwait embassy, we had great fun shirking and engaging in fun politics! No spider monkey came between Dubhlar and me! You mention his brief illness. This was of my bidding and great poisons! I am fully against getting a child outside my matrimonial home, as you have stated and should you get a child outside your matrimonial home, you shall be poisoned or sodomized. I read the Bible for you. Mtubu is awaiting a call.

Your late husband deposited more than just the $8 million dollars. Untold riches await you in the United States as he and I engaged in subversive tactics to secure monies for you and your child. We killed many, but had great fun too!

Cancer is a gift from the wind spirit, Mfumitabu. Embrace your gift. I am seeking a partner in my endeavor to poison the most important entertainers in the Lower Kenya Regions as well as the Ivory Coast and in India. You can help. Please ship your matrimonial child to Mtubu the Sodomizer. He will take good care of your child. Please send parcel post to:

Mtubu Sodomizer
3 Ivory Tusk Way
Zimbabwe, AF 98842-00F

Nothing ungodly will come of this should you act in accordance with the prophecy. You, being a nun in the holy Catholic Church should understand violence and bestiality, so please join forces with us!

If you read the biblical verse Leviticus 73:12, it states, "And he who eats a shrimp and poisons the monkey shall will penance from the pirates of penzance." This proves you are destined to work for such an organization. Poison with us and live long! Or get poisoned and sodomized. It is your choice. You will die alone of cancer; please do as the lord instructs. Sell your matrimonial child and poison a dog.
We will provide you with poisons so expensive, a king could not buy. Especially the King of Botswana. He is poor.

We've taken the liberty of contacting the Bank of Abidjan and have verified that you are dead. We will take your money if you do not cooperate. Please don't die until you've been killed.

At the Lord,

Zintrigali the Poisoner




From: vivian nan
To: vivian_nan1002@yahoo.com
Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2007 16:53:12 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: From:Sister Vivian Nana
From:Sister Vivian Nana
Dearest In Christ,

I am the Sister Vivian nana from Kuwait. I am married to Mr. Dubhlar Nana who worked with Kuwait embassy in Ivory Coast for nine years before he died in the year 2004.We were married for eleven years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days.

Before his death we were both born again Christian. Since his death I decided not to remarry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the Bible is against. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $8.Million in a fixed deposit account here in Abidjan.

Recently, my Doctor told me that I would not last for the next Eight months due to cancer problem. Having known my condition I decided to donate this fund to a church that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct herein. I want a church that will use this fund for orphanages, widows, propagating the word of God and to endeavor that the house of God is maintained.

The Bible made us to understand that "Blessed is the hand that giveth". I took this decision because I don't have any child that will inherit this money and my husband relatives are not Christians and I don't want my husband's efforts to be used by unbelievers.
I don't want a situation where this money will be used in an ungodly way. This is why I am taking this decision.

I am not afraid of death hence I know where I am going. I know that I am going to be in the bosom of the Lord. Exodus 14 VS 14 says that "the lord will fight my case and I shall hold my peace". I don't need any telephone communication in this regard because of my health hence the presence of my husband's relatives around me always. I don't want them to know about this development.

With God all things are possible. As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the Bank in Abidjan. I will also issue you an authorisation letter that will prove you the present beneficiary of this fund. I want you and the church to always pray for me because the lord is my shephard. My happiness is that I lived a life of a worthy Christian. Whoever that Wants to serve the Lord must serve him in spirit and Truth.

Please always be prayerful all through your life.Contact me on my email any delay in your reply will give me room in sourcing another church for this same purpose. Please assure me that you will act accordingly as I Stated herein. Hoping to receive your reply.

Remain blessed in the Lord.

From Sister
Viana Nana

Rockin' Hard with Sloan

I'm old. I'm that old guy I used to laugh at whilst attending rock shows as a youth. I went to see Sloan last night with my old friends. We were all old together. It was great. I was singing along, clad in my work attire. I was rockin'. By the end of the night, my legs ached, my hands were cramped and I was just plumb tuckered. I drank a lot of beer. I can't rock the beer like I used to.

The room was Maxwell's. For those of you familiar with Maxwell's, it is a fantastic venue for seeing bands. The room was filled with grungy little city-dwelling girls in mod outfits. The boyz were all dressed in typical 'boy' clothing. There were a few fat guys with long goatees, whose modus operandi escaped me other than maybe being undercover bouncers. I'm sure the fat guy with the 'Nothing Lasts Forever Anymore' tee shirt was an employee, but I'm not quite sure about the others. Maybe they though Creed was appearing.

The band was truly energetic and apathetic as usual. It is quite apparent they fully enjoy performing, but not in front of people. I've seen them several times and they all seemingly purvey a sense of disdain and malice towards their adoring minions. I've attempted several times over the years to invoke conversation which usually elicits responses such as 'yeah' or something very Canadian. That's OK, because I empathize. I too love to perform and hate the crowd for whom I perform. It's is a strange dichotomy that cannot be explained. Maybe it's a case of extreme narcissism or agoraphobia. Maybe it's the fact that I'm simply not a handsome man. It could be that I am delusional about the importance of my being within this world. It could be that my daddy simply didn't kiss me enough.

I'm very tired today, but may muster the energy to see them at The Southpaw in Brooklyn tonight...

Those People

We all know those people whose woes of the world are the result of everyone else but themselves. We know those people who blame others for destroying things that they left out to be destroyed. We all know those people who are always being 'taken by the man'. We know these people who are always being slighted by others. The perpetual friendless bunch.

We must break this cycle.

If you know someone like this, do them a favor and tell them to snap out of it and grow up like a responsible adult. I can't re-articulate this any more. The words are becoming meaningless to me, like when you repeat a word over and over until it begins to sound foreign.

If you are one of these people, please heed these words; you are the cause of everything that happens to you, good or bad. Accept it and deal with it. You'll be much happier for it.

Alacrious Melancholy and Pupa-People

I've been contemplating the meanings of curmudgeonly and misanthropic as of late. I've spoken recently with someone aspiring to pair with a curmudgeonly drinking partner. I found that to be very funny only because I used to be that person. I was the drunken, curmudgeonly guy for a long time. I reveled in misanthropy (which wasn't really misanthropy, just pseudo-misanthropy because I really didn't want to see anyone die or suffer tragic dismemberments; I simply wanted them to go away) and constantly professed my hatred for society. I referred to these targets of my hatred as Pupa-People. These were people who weren't quite done yet. Half-baked humans. Not ready to fly. They were pupa-people in the full meaning of the term. I laughed when I'd use it. I would often couple that with my other slang for people... Earth Mutts.

My hatred for the obvious and typical is still quite alive. There seems to be an inherent need for humans to fraternize, even if within a circle of those who refuse to fraternize. Naturally, the average person is quite average. It is also true that the average person feels he is not. Those on the outer-fringes of 'average' can suffer an equally demeaning fate of being below-average, whatever that may entail.

I personally feel that I'm above average. I'm smarter, better, faster, wealthier, prettier, taller, stronger, and more humble than the average person...

Enjoy your afternoon.

Magic and Granola

Saturday I spent the afternoon on the west coast of Jersey along the Delaware River. I had never taken Rte. 29 any farther north than Stockton previously. I made my way up to Milford and over to Riegelsville, PA. I must say that I was thoroughly impressed with the area. Not only do I fancy Revolutionary War era housing, but was duly impressed by the area's citizens. They were friendly without pretense. They smiled. They said hello. They stopped to talk at length about nothing. I'm not used to that sort of behavior. In my neck of the woods, saying hello will illicit supreme aloofness and arrogance or be interpreted as an invitation for violence.

The Riegelsville suspension bridge is by far the coolest bridge that crosses the Delaware. This is not my photo and I would like to credit the Bridge Meister for this stolen image. The Bridge Meister. Those shots are OK in a Kodak Disc sort of way. I was very happy driving across this bridge. I think the most interesting aspect of this is how low the suspension wires and towers are. Driving over the bridge made me feel like a giant.

I will have to return to take photos.