Killer Mail

Tim forwarded on a warning about a bizarre and rather disturbing e-mail chain letter.

(Tangentially-

The article mentions the Isle of Sheppey. Way back when, while Johnny O and I were working for The Gas in Staines, we’d have bored weekends. Saturday morning on one such weekend John came into the living room brandishing the Motoring Atlas. “Let’s go to Sheppay.” he says.

“Sheppey.”

“Yeah Sheppay.”

“Sheppey.”

“C’mon dude, let’s go.”

What a truly depressing place.)


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