Jag har fått mail igen.

I work with a bank In West Africa, Burkina Faso .I have a business transaction for you.
In my department we discovered an abandoned sum of $10.5 Million US Dollars .In an account that belongs to one of our foreign customer who died along with his entire family in car bomb in Iraq.Since his supposed next of kin died along side with him at the Bomb blast, there is nobody to claim the left over balance in the account.It is therefore upon this discovery that I decided to seek your assistance and present you to the bank as his Next of kin.
If you accept i would give you the guide lines of how we can achieve this transfer of the balance (10.5Million Dollars) to your account.and we will shear the money 50-50%. I expect that you will give me your telephone and fax numbers for easy
communication with you and for more details.
Best Regards
Mr. Japheth Barnabas

Nu kan vi bara strunta i det faktum att någon tycker att det vore en bra idé att presentera mig som ”next of kin” till en avliden i Burkina Faso. Jag vet inte om det hade funkat ens med lösmustasch, men oavsett. Koncentrera er nu på avsändarens namn.
Mr Japheth Barnabas.
Jag tror inte att jag hade kunnat hitta på ett sådant namn ens om jag hade ansträngt mig jättelänge.
Vore det helt fel att skicka ett brev tillbaka där det står:
Dear Mr Barnabas,
Thank you very much for your kind offering , but I don’t have a fake moustache which makes the trip to Burkina Faso unnecessarily expensive. I just thought I’d say you have a beautiful imagination, and me being a novelist in the making I really appreciate the picture of the two of us shearing over five million dollars each. That would take many hours and very sharp scissors indeed. What would we do next, when we’re done shearing? Burn the moneystripes? Please give me more beatiful pictures and there is a good chance I’ll write about this some day.
Best regards, etcetera.