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Make up your mind.

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It’s been a while since I checked my spam folder and man, was it ever full. It never ceases to amaze me why people waste their time leaving these comments. What’s the end game? None of the companies exist and no one pays the least bit of attention, so what do they hope to gain.

Along with an alarmingly large number of extremely crude sexual content filled missives that would have made Hugh Hefner blush, I received this:

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Motorhome Collision Repair Near Me

Spam

Hello there! This post could not be written any better! Going through this post reminds me of my previous roommate! He continually kept talking about this. I am going to send this post to him. Fairly certain he’ll have a great read. Thanks for sharing!

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How nice. An appreciative fan. Though why this man’s roommate would continually talk about my fat woodchuck post is anyone’s guess.

Right after that, I found this:

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Motorhome Collision Repair Near Me

Spam

Next time I read a blog, Hopefully it does not disappoint me just as much as this one. I mean, I know it was my choice to read, but I truly believed you would have something helpful to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could possibly fix if you were not too busy searching for attention.

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I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, but the speed at which my new motorhome collision repair fan turned on me was shocking.

🤣

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I think we need a wombat, because the goat thing has already been done.

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Meet Frankie Rae.

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Apparently he’s becoming a rather famous goat.

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How pathetic is it that a goat has more fans than I do?

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On second thought, he’s more photogenic, so it might make sense.

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So maybe the husband and I should get a wombat, and when we feel comfortable traveling again… I can feature the cuddly creature in my posts.

Could I share my dinner with a wombat?

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Sure.

Could I share my bed with a wombat?

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I don’t see why not.

Could I stage wombat-centric wilderness pictures?

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Of course.

Granted, the goat will one up us during the holidays …

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But uniqueness is key. And I dare you to find you another blogger who has a traveling wombat.

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