Friday, February 10, 2012

Your Website - Spam from scam seo spammers Anderson SEO

Subject: Your Website
Sent By: Lexie
Sent Via Email Address:
Determination: SEO company with no web site or phone number sent to a harvested Email Address. Can you say scamming scum bag? Avoid doing business with rip off companies and or spammers such as Anderson SEO.

I know your website is important to you, and I was wondering if I could go over a few things. I work for a marketing company, and wanted to show some businesses, visually, how they compare to the websites on the first page -- Truly understand why your competition outranks you on the Search Engines.

We have been doing this for years and are great at what we do. We have an extremely knowledgeable staff that sincerely analyze your site; showing you exactly how to increase your rankings.

I'm asking for the opportunity to show you what I can do for your business before you pay a dime. I can do it in 10 to 15 minutes depending on your questions.

I need the best way to reach you and any comments you want me to consider before I do your research.


Lexie Crinshaw
Anderson SEO
P.O. Box 2653
Oceanside, CA 93472

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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

New nigerian scam

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Sunday, February 5, 2012

Where are my car keys? Funny story

Where are my car keys?

Several days ago as I left a meeting at our church, I desperately gave myself a personal TSA pat down. I was looking for my

keys. They were not in my pockets. A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.

Suddenly I realized, I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My wife, Diane, has

scolded me many times for leaving the keys in the ignition. My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them.

Her theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the doors of the church, I came to a terrifying conclusion.

Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty.

I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been

stolen. Then I made the most difficult call of all, "Honey," I stammered. I always called her "honey" in times like these.

"I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen."

There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard Diane's voice. "Ken," she barked, "I

dropped you off!" Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and get me."

Diane retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not stolen your car!"