I got comment spammed! Even though I’ve got a plugin in wordpress to ask for numerical validation, the spam bot still got around it. This is, assuming it was actually a spam bot, and not somebody manually navigating sites. All comments on my site have to be approved before they turn up anyway, but I check my mail so often that I tend to pick up on any fairly quickly. Not that I get many comments anyway!
Customer:
Morning,
Waitress:
Morning.
Customer:
What have you got?
Waitress:
Well, there’s egg and bacon,
egg sausage and bacon
Egg and spam
Egg, bacon and spam
Egg, bacon, sausage and spam
Spam, bacon, sausage and spam
Spam, egg, spam, spam, bacon and spam
Spam, sausage, spam, spam, spam, bacon, spam tomato and spam
Spam, spam, spam, egg and spam
Spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, baked beans, spam, spam, spam and spam.
(Choir: Spam! Spam! Spam! Spam! Lovely Spam! Lovely Spam!)
Or Lobster Thermidor aux crevettes with a mornay sauce
served in a provencale manner with shallots and aubergines
garnished with truffle pate, brandy and a fried egg on top and spam.
Wife:
Have you got anything without spam?
Waitress:
Well, the spam, eggs, sausage and spam
That’s not got much spam in it
Wife:
I don’t want any spam!
Customer:
Why can’t she have eggs, bacon, spam and sausage?
Wife:
That’s got spam in it!
Customer:
Hasn’t got much spam in it as spam, eggs, sausage and spam has it?
(Choir: Spam! Spam! Spam!…)
Wife:
Could you do me eggs, bacon, spam and sausage without the spam, then?
Waitress:
Iiiiiiiiiiiich!!
Wife:
What do you mean ‘Iiiiiiiiiich’? I don’t like spam!
(Choir: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)
Waitress (to choir):
Shut up!
(Choir: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)
Waitress:
Shut Up! Bloody Vikings!
You can’t have egg, bacon, spam and sausage without the spam.
Wife:
I don’t like spam!
Customer:
Shush dear, don’t have a fuss. I’ll have your spam. I love it,
I’m having spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, baked beans,
spam, spam, spam, and spam!
(Choir: Spam! Spam! Spam! Spam! Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)
Waitress:
Shut Up!! Baked beans are off.
Customer:
Well, could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Waitress:
You mean spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam,
spam and spam?
Choir (intervening):
Spam! Spam! Spam! Spam!
Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam.
Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Spam spam spam spam!