Note from the editor:
This week, my daughter noticed our dog making a ruckus out back and she goes out to investigate.
Turns out, there was a big ugly possum out back. Don’t worry, she didn’t get hurt, because our dog is convinced that anything other than our family or himself in our backyard must be destroyed. Well, he tore up that possum real good and he was dead by the time she went out there.
What does this have to do with the Spamrider of the Apocalypse? I’m gettin’ there.
I was out of town, so, she figured she had to take care of this herself. Only, she don’t know that you can just call the humane society and they’ll pick it up and dispose of it in a nice sanitary way. So she goes in the garage and takes out a shovel and digs a hole, where she can dump that dead possum into.
Normally, you can’t dig in Nebraska in the winter, but it’s been between 40 and 50 degress this winter so the ground is still diggable! She’s diggin’ and then she hits something hard (luckily, it weren’t no gas line). Turns out it was a metal box, she digs it up and pulls it and the darn thing looks like it close to a 100 years old. She opens up the lid and finds somethin’ inside, but don’t know what to make of it.
Later that week, she shows me. I open up the box and inside is diary book. I flip open the lid and it says, “The New Devils Dictionary, by The Spamrider.” Then below the title is a note that says…
Dear Bob, you son-of-a-bitch, here’s some words of wisdom to share with the readers of your crappy website…until I return.
Huh? And all this time, I thought he was gone for good!
So starting Sunday, you can visit this spot at TheWeirdcrap.com and we’ll post something from “The New Devils Dictionary”.
Words of wisdom, from the future. Or the past, who really knows?
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