Quotes About Spam

SPAM is taking e-mail, which is a wonderful tool, and exploiting the idea that it's very inexpensive to send mail.

At school, I was brought up on revolting food - sausages, sausages and Spam - but at home, I had the most wonderful sponge puddings, which I don't indulge in very often now.

Do you respond to every e-mail you get, Becky?" Luke turns, incredulous. "Do you have a fine selection of Viagra substitutes too?

I hate to be one of those people who forwards links to 'hilarious pictures' or 'brilliant games' to half their contacts database.

Typically, your corporate e-mail account is not, today, that spam-targeted. It's more the free e-mail accounts that are spam-targeted.

If variety is the spice of life, marriage is the big can of leftover Spam.

This is like the telephone problem - no one wants to have the first one. But we are seeing a lot of people who want some sort of technology to solve the spam problem.

By the time we enter this work world and we're breadwinners, we enter a world that's just cluttered with spam, fake, digital friends, partisan media, ingenious identity thieves, world-class Ponzi schemers - a deception epidemic.

I get a ton of scam emails. But instead of deleting them, I decided to hit reply.

But when I clicked over to my e-mail program, it was just another "great opportunity" spam, this time adding the words "don't delete!" to the subject line. With a sense of perverse satisfaction, I deleted it. It was probably the only act of rebellion I'd get away with all day.

Spam is not, as some people believe, an acronym for Short, Pointless, and Annoying Messages.

The mindless repetition of the word spam inspired late-1980s hackers to use it as a verb for flooding newsgroups with identical messages, and a decade later it spread from their subculture to the populace at large.

Repeat after me. 'Robocall' is not a bad word.

For illegal robocallers, the goal isn't always getting you to answer. Sometimes, it's getting you to call back.

Like almost everyone who uses e-mail, I receive a ton of spam every day. Much of it offers to help me get out of debt or get rich quick. It would be funny if it weren't so exciting.

Natto, Japanese ferment bean paste, will never cross my lips again. Spam Musubi, on the other hand, is something I love. I used to have a roommate of Vietnamese descent, and he would eat it all the time. It looked gross, but I finally had it - wrapped in seaweed and rice - it was terrific.

I got quite into Spam once, in Korea. On their Thanksgiving, they give boxes of it to their friends. I fry it in batter with herbs wrapped around.

Didn't you used to date a guy who worked in e-mail spam?" Grace asked. "Yep," Cora said. "Obsessive creep named—get this—Gus. Hard to get rid of. I had to use my own version of a bunker buster on him." "What did you do?" "I told Gus he had a small wee-wee." "Ouch." "Like I said, the bunker buster. Works every time, but there's often, uh, collateral damage.

This is a common practice. You go to a site and your ID is captured and sent on for marketing use elsewhere. It's essentially the origin of spam.

Processed pig is white trash meat. Some people call it Spam.

The idea that you don't spam people with five emails a day or that you offer free shipping just seemed obvious to us, because that's how we want to be treated as consumers.

Discourse is fleeting, but junk mail is forever.

A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone's spam filter is just annoying.

SPAM is my god. It's the only deity that can be eaten raw or fried. The stuff of Holy Communion. -- Hayden Upchurch