So I get a forwarded e-mail from someone with the title “Friendship Bracelet.”
The very first line after that says “Ifyou delete after reading … you’ll spend a year of ill luck!”
First of all, what friend says that to another friend? Second, no I didn’t change that at all. Those errors were included. If you’re going to write e-mail, learn to use the English language. Come on.
And now, a repost of something I wrote on April 16 of last year. To all those in my life who feel the need to forward me every e-mail that you get.
Every time you forward, a kitten dies
I have far too many people in my life who think the forward button is God’s gift to e-mail. A friend of ours just had a baby. I received the exact same birth announcement e-mail from five different people. FIVE!
So, please stop forwarding crap to me. Yes, the squirrel skiing is very cute. Yes, the redneck driving his lawnmower into the lake is funny. Yes, forwarding allows you to share in the cleverness of it all.
And no, I don’t care what you put at the end of the e-mail, I will not forward it on. I actually received an e-mail the other day with scripture at the end about spreading joy to motivate me to forward it. People really can make the scriptures say anything they want. I’m pretty sure forwarding e-mail makes God sad. Hit delete, not forward.
If you suffer from forwarditis, please see a doctor. Or maybe just cancel your internet service. I’m begging here.
Note: This doesn’t apply to my dad, who always sends the best jokes. The rest of you, knock it off.