*From a REAL email I recieved today*
Ellen! Should Jessica Simpson pose naked for Playboy?
My response, that I exclaimed out loud to Scott: "Do I give a shit? NO." *email deleted, husband punched* To husband, "Nobody asked you!"
Ellen! Do you have problems with the length of your penis?
"Why yes actually, thanks for asking."
*Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! Can't you tell by my email that it's a female name? I sure know lots of Ellens who are male.
Even worse, from Grandma: "And you know, I used to get those emails 3-4 times a day 6 months ago".