Technical Destroying Spam

I don't know about the rest of you guys but I seem to take an almost fiendish delight in finding these "male enhancement" and "keto diet" posts and reporting them. It just seems like I've done something for the good of mankind and the brotherhood of HAMB. Since we have trophy points awarded to us that I'm still not sure what they are for, we should get little kill stars under our names for every spam we destroy.

 

Lol! Thanks for all you do. Maybe you could be the spam moderator.

 

Damnit is that you? Every time I try to order male enhancement pills the post is gone!

 

Hey A,

I just could not help myself to this thread. Spam is a detriment to all of us. What good does it do to flood anyone's website or email system. It is as if we are so stupid to click on a tab and get sucked into a million other spam links. One click will do that. Early computers had difficulties and we all paid the price.

But, the new websites usually are protected by their own spam block programs built in place. We just have to transfer them to the delete files and not be tempted to open them. Otherwise we will all pay the price.

Thanks for being the one to delete those files...

Jnaki

Now that I am thinking of Spam, the real thing was the breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner for starving surfers and hot rod/drag race guys. I would make several fried Spam Sandwiches and bring them along in a cooler for our long Saturdays and nights at Lions Dragstrip. (In addition to the daily famous, hot dog/chili dog purchases) When that era was over, those same fried, Spam Sandwiches were part of our long road trips all over So Cal and into our week long vacation surf trips to Baja, Mexico.

At the time, there was nothing better than Spam Sandwiches for a great meal. Sometimes the whole inside of the 1940 Ford Sedan Delivery had the fresh cooked smell of Spam floating all around and made us get hungry for more food and waves. This was 5:00 am on our way to the beach, even after a nice breakfast, too. "Spam, the breakfast of champions..." to paraphrase a famous quote...

 

While I do get a sense of accomplishment in sometimes being the first to destroy those posts, somehow I don't see that as something St. Peter would use to determine my eligibility to pass through the Pearly Gates.

 

I like to add a lil comment to the report....'F-U, goat f'rs...etc. Makes it kinda fun for me.

 

Here in SE Tennessee, it's fried bologna on a biscuit.

 

I dispatch my share, usually when it's early morning here. It seems spam breeds while Americans sleep.

 

Several years ago, I met the guy who sent the first spam email. Back when email was a new thing. He worked for a computer company, of course, and sent some sales info about a computer to everyone he had an email address for.

Quite a dubious honor.

anyways, I'm glad you and others are so vigilant, it makes this a nicer place.

 

Hi. Just keep reporting but as I see you are from Tennessee I always thought those back woods guys still brewed up that great male enhancement a barrel at a time. That lightning would really get you enhanced. Jimmie

 

Hey A,
Our dad used to bring home a giant tube, about 4-5 inches in diameter. It looked like a giant hot dog, but it was a giant baloney tube that we had to cut into our own thicknesses. I liked my fried baloney sandwiches thicker, like a hamburger and put them on a toasted slice of Weber's Bread from the nearby factory bakery.

Of course, the standard requisite mustard and lettuce rounded out the perfect sandwich, other than a Spam sandwich. Like minds....etc...

Jnaki

The processing for hot dogs and those baloney logs were the same, made by the same butcher that our dad had as a family friend. Great for two growing surfers and drag race/hot rod guys, too.

 

......Been there, done that. Don't forget to put the little cuts around the perimeter when frying so it doesn't curl up on you!

 

Just so you know you're not really destroying the spam, they just move over too the next computer and post in all over again. It's too bad we can't block the IP address of every computer that sends that stuff, then maybe we could have a whole internet café where the each computer is blocked.

just so you know the person you're making the comments too is probably @Ryan or one of the other mods, not the spammer.

 

You know, it is quite weird, but I have NEVER gotten any of these spam ads that periodically vigilant HAMBers report or delete. Not complaining,though.

Clearly, though, male enhancement product ads just want to get a rise out of you.

 

Kill stars... I like that...

 

Ever see that episode of Dirty Jobs where they went to the baloney factory? Haven't touched that stuff since

 

Oh, I know that. Haven't had any neg responses...

 

The Monty Python Spam Song

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 Provençale manner with shallots and aubergines
Garnished with truffle pâté, 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!

 

Come On J...now I'm hungry...

 

We were so poor that we just used condiments and spelled out meat on the biscuit.

 

I hit em when i see em, raskle bastards.

 

That's because we all delete them before you see them...

...I meant Report not delete...we report the Spam...the Mods delete it after review...

 

Sad to think i just wasted part of my life reading that. The spam stuff that is

 

...We were so poor we had to steal 15 packets of ketchup from McDonald's so we could mix it with water and have tomato soup.

 

.....We were so poor we would slap two slices of white bread together and have an "air" sandwich!

 

Your slippin' Alan I have to delete many twice to finish the job...where were you?...

 

Actually bread and butter is kinda tasty...

 

You had fresh air? .....Lucky ba$t@rd.

 

You know...these Spammy Bastards actually sign up to be members to post their spammy delights...so I believe when we report them The Hamb Team actually deletes their profile and all...so they would have to re-apply to spamola us here again AND they darn well do that...

 

When I lived in PA in the '60's we used to get Taylor's Pork Roll. Came ime in a neat cloth bag. Still available but now in plastic like everything else now a days.