Mr. Mark KoffiBank of GhanaAccra-Ghana Dear Friend, I know this letter will come to you as a surprise because you do not know me before; my name is Mr. Mark Koffi Director Cargo Department, Bank of Ghana. During the airlift of some presidential luggages to Europe I and my colleagues in the above department unanimously decided to include additional luggage containing US$8million only for our own benefit though it was labeled \\\"Photographic Equipment\\\" for security reasons. I am obliged to contact you to assist us on getting the luggage cleared from the agent and delivered to you.As we have agreed on the following tames. (1) All relevant documents to claim the luggage will be procure in your name to enable the agent deliver the luggage to your mailing address. (2) You will be entitled to a share of 25% of the total amount. (3) 5% of the total amount will be set aside for expenses on both sides. (4) 70% of the total amount will be for my colleagues and me. If this business terms and conditions are ok by you, kindly contact me on my private email address: markkoffi0091@yahoo.co.jp, also, furnish me with your full names, mailing address and your personal telephone / fax numbers, for easier communication for immediate forwarding to the agent in Europe. Note that this business is 100% risk free, as all relevant documents to back up the claim will be procure on your name, however we advice you to keep the entire transaction close to yourself until you received the luggage. For security reasons other modalities will be discussed as soon as you response to me. Yours Faithfully, Mr. Mark KoffiDirector Cargo Dept
I had a better one on saturday, but accidentally deleted it. It was from a woman in Hong Kong, telling me that she was the lawyer to a man who put her in charge of millions of pounds, but went and died in the Iraq war along with all of his family and everyone he knows. I need to pretend to be this Iraqi man, Mohammad's only relative and I can steal all his money, now he's dead. Pretty nice huh? nice and moral.
So I've been undergoing a bit of a hormone surge over the last week which accounts for a lot of my despairing behaviour.I apologise to those who fell foul of it...like everyone I encountered... sosossoooozzz!
Eurovision was thoroughly enjoyable, although the standard was boringly high this year, not enough crazy shit, apart from 'Anti-Crisis Girl', a woman on the bad side of 50 who had mortgaged her house in order to pay for her set... uh-oh... But she was a winner in our eyes! There was lots of mega gayness though which was at least keeping some of the spirit alive. Greece was obviously the gayest of the night, Germany was a close contender, but there was a woman there and the song was more cabaret than gay disco like Greece...
creepster! everyone kept saying how gorgeous he was!
Anyway. Went to meet my friend Helen Zhang in Chinatown with Chloe, had some really nice Chinese buns. Hope I can get some chillaxing in this week, been knackered for the last week. Lying in bed and listening to audio CD's or the News Quiz, is the best way to relax, in my 'umble opinion. I've stupidly used up the newsquiz already, impetous idiot that i am...
Planet earth was NOT as relaxing as I had predicted last night. Jungle was pretty much the rankest one ever. It did have nice bits, but I had stupidly thought that jungle activities were all rosy and lush. NOt so. Can I just throw the words 'Brain-eating' and 'fungus' out there for you? Not to mention the fact that chimpanzees are BASTARDS!! I mean i know that they are similiar to humans, but they are just like the bastard humans! they love war and killing each other and needless cannibalism! No sooner was I breathing a sigh of relief at the appearance of some lovely frogs was I witnessing a frog rape!ooohhh! jungle! I was relieved to move on to episode 9: Shallow seas, but mum was asleep before I could settle in to the relaxing sway of the sea grass so we turned it off prematurely. grrrr!m-u-s-t rel-a-xx!
anyhoo, cannae believe it's monday. I really need to start packing/throwing away my trinkets. At the moment all I am doing to progress toward my new life is constantly buying things that I can imagine being on my desk/walls in the studio. I'm crap! Still, I wish I'd bought one of the tiny bowls of plaStic red beans with a china spoon that I saw in Chinatown, that would have been great on my desk...
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