Life Without Toast - Sibling Rivalry

As you can guess from the title, I've decided to keep with this thing I've been doing with the opening spam mails and all that. I use Gmail as my primary (non-work) mail address, so any mails that make it even so far as my spam box have been thoroughly sniffed at by Google's rabid spam-hounds, so I think I'm pretty safe in opening them, much as Seamus might fear the consequences.

This week's award goes to "Demetrius Burgess" who tried to sell me a fake Rolex but left this beautiful passage (almost invisible, in white text) at the bottom of the mail:

"The eyes were wide-awake, everywhere at once. byzantium successor terrier bullet nose collegial roundhead constellate cornelia hickman bury marina mercilessly excavate radar hack virulent berth kudo ravenous aptitude varitype olga dionysus luge webster aid clothe imposture bivariate tutorial doleful slew boat wigging arroyo avarice cease dialysis courteous interruptible bed gallop sled redshank expend il student knurl carcinogenic cloddish befogging forsook operant abel d's piddle pub prurient gland alumna bergman capacity credo typhus norton connecticut The pain!

I held it all the time you were gone, Annie, but I can't hold it much longer, and I don't want to wet myself again. Annie's boot-heels rattled staccato down the hallwav. Only a little. At the same time another voice was screaming: I'll be good, Annie! And the only emotion this thought engendered was tired relief. Half the story existed, full-blown, in his mind, and the rest was rapidly falling into place. "Now Paul went on: "I guess he told me to keep my eye on my wallet so many times that it's stuck inside for good. flight pseudo lorelei teeth howe coarsen scandal wormy herbert nascent triable egocentric belvedere buck spoonful commendatory ding quadrant electroencephalography victual evil opus..."

Ok, so it doesn't make any sense, but it's still pretty poetic, in a not-quite-poetry kinda way.

The pain!