I’ve been trying to sell my extra laptop for the past month. I’ve been posting ads on craigslist and Facebook. However, almost all of the responses I get are from Nigerian scammers. I have a few options when dealing with scammers. I either ignore them. Or I pose as an interested buyer. Or I simply call them out on it.
The image I used below is the first image I found when I searched for “grandma” on Google images with moderate filtering. Maybe it’s this result just in Belize. It is crude, but fitting nonetheless.
Between You and Sindri Joe
Sindri Joe February 25 at 1:01am
hi
i am really interested in buying this item for my Grandson in west Africa as a Birthday gift and i will be offering you $570 including the shipping cost to west Africa kindly get back to me with your pay pal email address, so that i can send out the payment as soon as possible.
Thanks and Stay Bless
Christopher Wong February 25 at 9:43am
Your grandson? Wow. You can’t be more than 20 from your picture. You should really find a new picture that reflects your age.
Sindri Joe February 25 at 11:11am
what do you mean by that?
Christopher Wong February 25 at 10:56pm
If you’re going to pose as a grandmother, perhaps you should use a photo that doesn’t look like you’re 16 years old. Technically, it is possible at that age to be a grandmother, but highly improbably. Like in a million if not worse odds. That’s like you having a child at 8 years old. And then having your child having a baby at 8 years old.
If you are that one in a million, I’ll send you my computer free of charge. You’ll need all the help you can get. That’s got to be psychologically and emotionally damaging.
However, I’m assuming you’re a male Nigerian scammer, who hasn’t had much luck scamming people via Facebook. The least you can do is use a picture of an actual grandmother.

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We received our new refrigerator yesterday. I must mention that I like it. It’s got nice blue lights.
Yvonne was humming Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer yesterday, and it got me thinking about the this special reindeer. So prior to Santa appointing Rudolph as the head of the reindeers, Rudolph was not liked. He was despised by the other reindeers. They laughed and called him names. They never let him play in any reindeer games. But then all the sudden Santa appoints him as leader of the reindeers. And then the other reindeers turned around and starting cheering for him.
Does this seem right to you?
You telling me the other reindeers were okay with Santa appointing the annoying kid to the lead the pack? Yes, they may unfairly picked on poor Rudolph, but I highly doubt they would shout with glee for Rudolph. I think something is quite fishy here. I don’t think we’re getting the whole story.
Jesus may command us to love one another, but I don’t think that reindeers must adhere to this commandment, and I don’t think they’re believers anyways. Rudolph may be the chosen one like Neo or Chandler Jarrell, but even they had their doubters.
I can’t imagine the reindeers standing up for this, and I think this story ends badly for Rudolph. As in “Rudolph is no more” badly. Poor Rudolph.
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It’s a streak that has been going on for over 19 years. This streak was longer than the 7 years no throw-up streak that was broken in college, and the subsequent 5 year no throw-up streak after that. This streak meant something, although the importance of it probably matters none. Since the summer of 1990, I have bowled probably over a thousand games. And in each of those game I have successfully bowled over 100. Yesterday, that streak ended. Gone are the days of my 150 average. Gone are the days where 100 was a given score. At my advancing age, my body aches after bowling.
There were a few games where I had to step in the clutch and get a mark in the final frame in order to get my 100 score. But yesterday I got off to a bad start as normally given my rust from bowling only a few times a year. The lane was dry yesterday making it more difficult to find the line I wanted. And when I finally found the line I wanted in the 6th frame, I had a lot to make up. I only have an 89 entering the 10th frame. I need a mark to keep my streak alive. I roll the ball and hit my line thinking I got my strike, only it hooks too much and leaves me a 367 split. My hopes of keeping my streak alive are fading fast. I’ve picked up this split numerous times before back in the day, but those days were long ago.
I attempt to go for my spare and it fools good coming out of my hand. The ball is rolling exactly where it needs to go for the first 45 feet. That last 15 feet, the dry lane shows its ugly head again and I barely miss picking up the split. Final score 98. Streak over.
I haven’t seen such a low score from me in decades; not since I was a little kid. There could be numerous reasons why I scored so low. Dry lane. Invisible arrows on the dark lanes. Not having my own bowling ball. Lack of practice. Regardless, it has come to end.
The streak is now at 1 game and 1 day. Let’s keep it going.
Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes. And thank you for those who came bowling with me. It was fun.
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I love ice cream. Yvonne loves ice cream. We’ve eaten quite a bit of it since we’ve been together. But did you know that the ice cream companies are ripping us off?! It’s a scam that ALL the companies have perpetrated against us.
Take a look at the ice cream section of the supermarket. You’ll see your regular big containers of ice cream, but there’s something different. Do they look a little smaller to you? Well you may not have noticed, but they are. For decades the ice cream containers were 2 quarts in size. A couple years ago Yvonne noticed at the market that the ice cream containers were different sizes. You look closely, and it showed 1.75 quarts on the container. 1.75? Now you may normally not notice this, but there were still some 2 quart containers in the freezer, so you can obviously see the difference and the change these companies were starting to make.
Now the containers are 1.5 quarts. But not only are they making the containers smaller, but they’re raising the prices of the ice cream as well! Higher prices, less ice cream. And it’s not just Dreyers or Breyers, but every other company is doing this as well. Have you heard of Deluxe ice cream? Neither have I. 1.5 quarts! They’re all like that. More money, less food.
That should be all the ice companies new slogan. “More money, less food.” I hate you, guys. Yet you make such a delicious product.
This is exactly what we were talking about at work a few days ago.
From Bill Simmon’s mailbag:
Q: If Michael Jackson’s memorial had ended with him jumping out of the casket and performing "Thriller," would that have been the best moment in television history? I think so.
– Rick, New York
SG: Yes! One-hundred times over, yes! I will go one step further: Once I found out his body would be at the ceremony, part of me was sitting there for two hours thinking, "He’s gonna jump out of the casket. He’s gonna jump out of the casket." Can you name another celebrity in our lifetimes who would provoke this reaction? We are talking about a scenario in which A DEAD GUY WOULD HAVE JUMPED OUT OF A CASKET AND STARTED SINGING, and I wouldn’t have been totally surprised by this. Hell, I was a little disappointed when the ceremony ended. Crap. I guess he’s really dead.
(Ladies and gentlemen, the Michael Jackson Era! We will never see anything quite like it again. And maybe that’s for the best.)
I found some long lost video footage on my server. Sisters Appreciation, 2004. Puppet Show.
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