Spam Burger

So, I have, like all the rest of the Blogger faithful, received a few spam comments. No biggie, they aren't that numerous and I think the few people who may happen upon them are bright enough to know not to click on their links.

However, today I received one calling me fat.

This is simply unacceptable.

I can deal with the ads offering to enlarge my penis (which if they could enlarge mine they are worth every damn penny). I can deal with the offers to refinance my house and cut down on my debt. I don't mind the Nigerian trust lawyers stopping by, they are always very respectful (they are, you can tell by the way they type "Respectfully yours"). I can handle spam telling me that my boobs are a little too small, I don't like it, but then again I'm not Pamela Anderson either. I certainly don't mind being sent porn (we already knew I'm sorta a slut).

However, when something named after a fake meat product calls me fat...there is something seriously wrong. I'm overweight? What about your 200+ caloried ass? At least I don't have yellow gel hanging off my gut like you do.

Punk.

He thinks I'm thorough now...wait till I find his big Treet ass and thoroughly grind it into spam musubi!

Of course, he's Spam so I can't do much about the fact he showed up on my blog (other than delete it and thus make this whole post useless). What will I do instead of throwing the white glove at the Hormel miscreants feet?

Ask my husband if I really do look fat over and over again till he responds:

"My darling Katy, you are the most beautiful thing to have ever crossed my humble path. Now shut up so I can go to sleep."

Ah offending spam...I feel a war coming your way...a war lead by a thousand under-rested husbands. Bet you wish you hadn't called me fat now huh?