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spam of the week :: writers' strike?

i got three spam messages this week that looked like this:


EFE7B636A4C38FAADA2C74FFF3F431C4B9EB9D5EA94A30C8AE275F799DD2E12870AFA9A5011D0E7BB39CDB312A15EB45C9BB9876


that's it. well, there's a web site link, but that really doesn't interest me. 


i'd like to think that there's a code, but i sort of doubt it. so it looks to me like spammers are just getting extremely lazy, since they can't even be bothered to make up some hilariously misspelled text about how they were the business partner of some crazy deposed dead tyrant and need me to babysit their gold bullion for a while. but then i noticed...


all the codes in the different spam messages are different. completely different. why would anyone bother with that? do they think that there are people who are going to be fooled into following the link because they haven't yet received that specific code of letters and numbers? "well the first five i knew were ridiculous, but then i saw numbers that almost matched my birthday on line three and i figured this one was special."


or perhaps they're doing all these different combinations to be mysterious. like they suddenly want to seem all serious now that we've figured out that they aren't the crown prince of nigeria. maybe they think that if they send something strange and inscrutable that we'll stop posting these messages and making fun of them, in which case, they need to be told that no one gets mocked as viciously as people who are difficult to understand. 


but in the interests of having fun, here's my pre-crafted equally-spammy response:


comrade,
thank you for your message. understand that we cannot stop the mission at this time. we will take measures to try to ensure your safety, but you must always be ready to take ultimate responsibility.  watch your local newspapers tomorrow for crucial developments
you may find what you are looking for in your car. no further communication can take place through this channel. certain elements may have already been compromised.
to the greater glory! w.a.s.t.e. 

i figure that if there is anything even resembling a human being involved in this process, that should be enough to make them a little paranoid. at the very least, it should get their creative juices flowing again.

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