Spam is one of the greatest culinary inventions of all time. A veritable gastronomical feast of pleasure all wrapped in a key-twisting, easy opening tin. Spam can be served for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper. It has been said, although this seems to be un-verifiable, that Michelangelo first carried Spam aloft to satiate his hunger while creating his masterpiece on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Early in the 20th century, Wilbur and Orville Wright dined often on Spam-burgers while they worked into the wee hours of the morning developing one of man's most magnificent achievements - powered flight. This, too, I have been unable to verify, but I have heard the story from highly reliable sources.
How can lowly email spam equal these vast and powerful accomplishments? Promises of male enhancement, 5 DVDs for only 1 cent plus shipping and handling, free laptops, and the ability to become a millionaire with only a computer and ten spare minutes a month. These pseudo-electronic, data-bit promises only pale by comparison to Spam, the food. Even Yahoo says "No spam please!" to the right of the answer box when responding to this question.
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