This reminds me that I was on a call recently and some guy introduced himself as Rusty Johnson. I was in a room full of people and was the only one who laughed out loud.
As the authorized writer of his unauthorized biography, I pick up on little clues. (“Wilhelmina Quark” is an imprint long associated with chapbooks and other creations of Renner’s.)
This reminds me that I was on a call recently and some guy introduced himself as Rusty Johnson. I was in a room full of people and was the only one who laughed out loud.
That’s a heavy cross.
Now, see, if I had been there, Michael–well, we would have been asked to leave.
Also, I’m thinking Reba wears a Biloxi t-shirt.
You think maybe all our spam people communicate with one another? Like, they’re their own group blog whose job is to spam clusterflock?
I don’t see what else it could be.
Maybe they are from clusterflock in a parallel universe.
Oh, yeah. Wow.
I haven’t checked to see if ol’ Rusty really exists. I can’t decide if I want it to be his real name or if I want him to have made it up for the call.
Perhaps he was just spamming me.
Okay, I’ll fess up. It was me.
I thought so. I was suspicious when he said, “Rusty Johnson here, I report to Lester Albatross and just had one quick question…”
Shit. I always give it away.
Wilhemina Quyen. Wilma Quinones.
Wilhelmina Quark.
That’s Renner.
As the authorized writer of his unauthorized biography, I pick up on little clues. (“Wilhelmina Quark” is an imprint long associated with chapbooks and other creations of Renner’s.)