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[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Most persistent spam ever I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group How the hell do you do this?

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

I'm sorry to add to it, darling. But I couldn't not say hello.

I'm Ebony, or Lilith, whichever you prefer.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I didn't mean Damn

No, it's okay. I'm sorry. I'm glad you said hello. I already get the feeling that I have to meet as many of the rest of us as possible and as soon as possible. I'm Cal.

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

Relax, dear heart, I'm hardly offended. And don't let some of our more overzealousfanatical enthusiastic members scare you. The situation isn't perfect, but it's not dire just yet.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

That is incredibly reassuring to hear. I was starting to worry that I was going to be sent on ten mile hikes in zero degree weather, then handed a few issues of Deadpool and told to learn the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique.

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

I'm sorry they frightened you. I'm not saying I don't take our situation seriously, but it seems to be a poor habit to terrify new arrivals within moments of them finding the community.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Thank you so very much.

*Words are pretty inadequate for the genuine gratitude but he isn't about to scribble out the tune that has his fingers tapping at the wrist-rest of his keyboard. That would be weird, even for this group, he thinks.*

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

[He has no idea what this group would count as weird.]

No thanks necessary, darling. If you ever need a friendly ear to bend don't hesitate to hit me up.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I will. Thank you again.

*Oh, to heck with it. Cal wanders off to scribble down the tapped-out tune. He knows from experience that a musical scribble won't leave his head until he puts it down.*