Sunday 19 September 2004

The Postmaster

A lot of my email keep bouncing, I get this postmaster-delivery-error type message. Sometimes I wonder who the “postmaster” is and where the emails are coming from.

I like to think he is this big king that sits on a throne of paper machete letters on a hill of envelopes. His robe is lined with first class stamps and his golden scepter has “postmaster” engraved on the top. He lives in cyberspace and looks at everyone’s email, except the ones say “enlarge your penis,” he’s tired of looking at those ones.

Oh postmaster where art thou?

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