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as many of you know, i love my spam. not the imitation foodstuff, you realise, but the emails i end up getting for things like imitation watches, cheap drugs and sex videos featuring celebrities about whom i couldn't care less. but this one- copied and pasted, word for word, elevates the spam email to a sort of art form. there was a link provided in the email promising something called "free ciolis", but honestly, who cares? the text is where the action is at. [btw, dom mentioned that if you read this in a growly voice, it sounds exactly like a skinny puppy lyric. he's right.]



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am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

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