Every now and then, I like to clear out my bulk mail box and trash the spam. But it's getting so genteel now! Case in point: A subject line reading "Receive a significant discount on your medications" is followed by another reading "Be given a considerable markdown on your medicine." How thoughtful, you think. Then you're totally ripe for the picking by the time the quaint "These tiptop goods are provided at lovely prices" note arrives. Damn! I don't know anyone who doesn't appreciate tiptop goods. And at such lovely prices, who can resist?
I don't know how Bukowski wrote drunk. I'm tempted to write another story featuring the spam sender names, but the four ounces of beer I've already downed are quashing my creativity and addling my pate. (Yes, I'm a lightweight.) I know there's got to be a great story about Chang Boswell, Roderick Shindle, Sean Tulip, Jimmy Polisky, and Thaddeus Cartagena but...I got nothin'. Sean "Tiptop" Tulip?