Maybe My Idea Can Help At least One Spammer To Quit.....

 Golly, what does it take for those habitual spammers of Apsense campaigns to finally stop clogging up the place with their unwelcome findings?

 Somehow, I get feeling that most of the miscreants actually think that they are doing business, even if they forget that making actual MONEY requires real work,  education and true opportunities...

  I also get the feeling that the "educational " part of the equation might be skewed by a lack of resources such as an Apsense Online Business Library that might contain a book such as THIS ONE , or maybe even a link to a BUSINESS IDEA MACHINE like this one...

 I'm not saying that it's gonna be a solution that causes a miracle to happen here online, but why not offer to help them evolve and become a little less like the cyber- cave dwellers that drive Admin crazy?

 Listen, I'm not posting this to insult those who are inclined to spam, and I don't want to encourage the smarter members of my Apsense family to laugh at them either, so I'm posting some distracting jokes below to save the wear and tear on your collective dignities and to enhance my own "Good Deeds " list...

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You know how it is when you're reading a book and falling asleep, you're reading, reading . . . And all of a sudden you notice your eyes are closed? I'm like that all the time.

Last night, I walked up to this beautiful woman in a bar and asked her, "Do you live around here often?" She said, "You're wearing two different colored socks." I said, "Yes, but to me they're the same because I go by thickness." Then she asked, "How do you feel?" and I said, "Well, you know when you're sitting on a chair and you lean back so you're just on two legs then you lean too far and you almost fall over but at the last second you catch yourself? I feel like that all the time."

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.

Lots of comedians have people they try to mimic. I mimic my shadow.

I got a new shadow. I had to get rid of the other one . . . It wasn't doing what I was doing.

I was once walking through the forest alone. A tree fell right in front of me--and I didn't hear it.

I wrote a song, but I can't read music so I don't know what it is. Every once in a while I'll be listening to the radio and I say, "I think I might have written that."

He asked me if I knew what time it was. I said, "Yes, but not right now."

I put tape on the mirrors in my house so I don't accidentally walk through into another dimension.