Facebook finally comes thru, it has been awhile.
This week I got a message from a sweet girl in Nigeria and she said “that she was really sure that I might be the one?” and that she needed a little money to get out of the airport.
We struck up a mutual admiration kind of relationship and I agreed to send her some cash, wrapped in tin foil, tucked into a box of Post Toasties.
Her picture is stunning and her story is captivating, but I am a little bit suspicious as to why she has a post office box and not a real working address.
This could be that Clearing House Magazine Sweepstakes nightmare all over again.