Some email spam is weirdly compelling.

Got an email spam today. Not really all that different from any other day, except this one, from someone named Maria but who is probably actually named Yuri or Vladimir, invited me to "get a control of your prick." Maria Yuri Vladimir, you don't know how much I wanted to get a control of that prick, specifically to control him right back out the front door, but I really don't think your pharmacist with the wacky spelling can help me with that. It is kind of funny how the sheer silliness of the subject line made me click on an email I might have otherwise consigned to the spam folder without looking at it. It would seem my taste for goofiness is breaking free from the limits of trashy movie watching to influence everything I read or see.