junk
It’s amazing what your junk mailbox can tell you.
For instance, I am an obsessive compulsive. “your invited to get laid”. Sounds great. Except YOUR should be YOU’RE. This is why if I were not married, I would not get laid.
Also, I am not doing my part to protect myself from the Pension Crisis.
Also, Pension in my junk mail folder is a little too close to Penis, which apparently needs to be enlarged.
Then again, maybe not. My penis must be doing okay if my baby is already 20 weeks old!
