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spam of the week :: laffy gaddafi

Dear Partner,

I am James Francis “born in 1936  Florida  US  undercover business partner with Libyan Leader Muammar Gaddafi, before his dead on 2011 we have an Private account in Asia $20.000,000 usd (Twenty Million US Dollars)  for investment without any beneficiary or identification of the principle, because of my health condition  and security in my country I can't transfer  this fund to my personal account rather i want you to assist me to receive this fund" because the bank have informed me to provide beneficiary immediately .
If you can assist  me in this transaction" by receiving this funds as beneficiary  i will compensate you with 30% of the total amount and you will also get benefit from the investment.

More details will be send to you when I receive your interest response.

Thanks and best regards
James Francis
P/H: +17326595513
Email:jamesfrancis616@rocketmail.com


dear james,

how thoughtful of you to write me. i feel as if we know each other already, what with you calling me 'partner' and all. have you spent time in texas? i think you'd fit in. they like people with lots of money there and they're not particular about how it's earned.

i am sorry to hear that you have a "health condition". i too have a health condition, but it's "good". if your health condition is "not good", i'd suggest you settle somewhere other than the united states. people who are not in good health don't fare so well there, unless they're rich.

by the way, does your health condition affect your vision? i ask, because you say that your account is worth twenty million u.s. dollars, but on closer inspection, it reads "20.000,000". i realise that sometimes banks and currency experts use more than the standard two decimal points in order to be exact, but it's always the placement of the decimal proximate to the first digit that is important. your account is actually worth $20.

i know that in some countries, $20usd is still a significant sum, but since you indicate that there is some risk to you in moving the money, it's possible that it may be safer for you to leave it where it is. i have no doubt that an experienced businessman such as yourself would be able to raise another $20 somehow.

however, if you are determined to get your money back, i have a better proposal to make: on this blog page, there is a button where you can make a donation. i suggest you transfer the money via this means, through paypal. after all, if you do have $20 million and sent it to my bank account, you would have no guarantee that i would transfer your seventy percent once i'd received it. this way, if you don't receive my transfer, you would be able to file a paypal grievance against me. although i appreciate the trust you show me, i think that this is a better solution, in order to avoid the appearance of any impropriety. i'll await notification of your transfer.

thank you for writing to me "partner", i look forward to doing this business together.

yours in utmost sincerity.

p.s. :: i'm surprised that your bank is questioning your principles. surely that's none of their business?

p.p.s. :: given news reports of gaddafi's vast wealth, i'm afraid that he might have been screwing you a bit on your business dealings if you ended up with $20. what business were you in, exactly? just curious.

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