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Jan. 9th, 2009 08:07 pmWell, it's a good thing I'm around tonight because I received a critically vital email that I must address immediately. But let me take precious seconds to share parts of it with you first.
Greeting Dear,
My name is Avelin Regato. A complete citizen of the Philippines , widow to the late Mr Desmond Regato who died of ulcer and he has been buried.
Oh, I'm relieved he's not sitting out in the open somewhere while I come to the rescue. And his widow, the complete citizen, must be relieved as well.
I inherited a total sum of 12.3 million dollars from my late husband, this money which is concealed in a metallic trunk box is deposited with a security and finance company in Cote D'Ivoire....
Wow, I thought the half-mile drive to my bank was a pain in the ass. The Regatos apparently go half-way around the world, from the Philippines all the way to West Africa, just to get cash for the weekend.
This deposit was coded under a secret arrangement as a family treasure. This means that the security company does not know the content of this trunk box.
That makes two of us who don't know..but can I just speculate as to what this "metallic trunk box" holds? Diamonds? Bonds? A surprise seekrit manuscript of book 8 by J.K. Rowling?
My main purpose of sending you this mail is because of the way I found you and perhaps trustworthy to give you this priority of shipping the box of money to any address that you think are very secure and save in your country with your percentage of which we shall chat on soon.
"The way she found me?" Do you think it was by reading my HPporn stories? Or maybe from musical posts. Hey, maybe she's a Miyavi fan, too. And that has created this bond between us. Wow. So we can now chat on this - on Y!M?
In fact, since the death of my husband, his brothers has been seriously chasing me around with constant treats.
"Look, Avelin! I've got Godiva chocolate! Mmmmmm!"
Out of fear of my late husband's family, and when the situation becomes uncontrollable because of pressure on me from the family, I decide to look for a trustworthy person who could assist me retrieve this box of money from the security company for onward lodgement into his account for the purpose of future investment. Consider my situation as a widow and come to my rescue.
Well, I'd do it except I'm not sure if my bank accepts "onward lodgement." Too bad, though. I'm sure it's entirely legit and aboveboard, and I'm passing up a terrific opportunity. Some day I'll look back and say, if only I'd helped Avelin (does that sound like the make of a car to you?) I'd be rich today.
Greeting Dear,
My name is Avelin Regato. A complete citizen of the Philippines , widow to the late Mr Desmond Regato who died of ulcer and he has been buried.
Oh, I'm relieved he's not sitting out in the open somewhere while I come to the rescue. And his widow, the complete citizen, must be relieved as well.
I inherited a total sum of 12.3 million dollars from my late husband, this money which is concealed in a metallic trunk box is deposited with a security and finance company in Cote D'Ivoire....
Wow, I thought the half-mile drive to my bank was a pain in the ass. The Regatos apparently go half-way around the world, from the Philippines all the way to West Africa, just to get cash for the weekend.
This deposit was coded under a secret arrangement as a family treasure. This means that the security company does not know the content of this trunk box.
That makes two of us who don't know..but can I just speculate as to what this "metallic trunk box" holds? Diamonds? Bonds? A surprise seekrit manuscript of book 8 by J.K. Rowling?
My main purpose of sending you this mail is because of the way I found you and perhaps trustworthy to give you this priority of shipping the box of money to any address that you think are very secure and save in your country with your percentage of which we shall chat on soon.
"The way she found me?" Do you think it was by reading my HP
In fact, since the death of my husband, his brothers has been seriously chasing me around with constant treats.
"Look, Avelin! I've got Godiva chocolate! Mmmmmm!"
Out of fear of my late husband's family, and when the situation becomes uncontrollable because of pressure on me from the family, I decide to look for a trustworthy person who could assist me retrieve this box of money from the security company for onward lodgement into his account for the purpose of future investment. Consider my situation as a widow and come to my rescue.
Well, I'd do it except I'm not sure if my bank accepts "onward lodgement." Too bad, though. I'm sure it's entirely legit and aboveboard, and I'm passing up a terrific opportunity. Some day I'll look back and say, if only I'd helped Avelin (does that sound like the make of a car to you?) I'd be rich today.
