Dire Happenings

[itches]

Hello little people.

I'm gracing you with my august presence today to bring some unpleasant news. As with most forums, Orp undergoes continual bombardment by spambots, trying to sell their quality but cheap wowgold and (apparently) handbags. Things took a turn for the worse recently when a spambot turned up and tried selling us, not Viagra, but produce.

That's right, Produce. As in from a farm (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Produce).

I think we can all equally share the blame for this shameful turn of events, but just as together we caused it, together we can set things right. Say BigRedRod, weren't you just telling me how you need a new purse after your old one went out of fashion? And Gralhruk you're old right? Everyone knows old folk need Viagra. Alas I can't help you two as I'm far too busy trying to build up my savings of wowgold.

Oh if only there was a solution to these problems.

[Gralhruk]

Well this is all news to me.

[BigRedRod]

You don't understand the pressure I'm under at work. I thought Radley was in, they have a cute little dog and everything, but everybody just laughed when I came in with my new hangbag. I'd missed an issue or two of Vogue, I didn't realise my subscription had lapsed.

Now I sell heroin at the local old folk's home to save up for one of those new Luella ones.

[Gralhruk]

Yes, it's always a good day when BRR comes around.

[itches]

Well we got hit with wedding dresses. While I know I would look fabulous in them, I'm not sure this is an improvement.

[Tashalar]

The last time I've seen a post from a spambot around here was months back. You're keepin' all the goodies to yerself!!

[itches]

It all takes place in the secret part of the forum that you're not invited to.

[Tashalar]

Now I feel SO uncool. And left out.

[itches]

Yeah, now let's see you find a quality wedding dress for a fraction of the retail price!