Damn, seems Glads and Esther have run off with the Western Union people from Nigeria!! But never worry, Wha? will continue on, seems when one spammer decides to quite the series, a whole new character jumps on board.

Ed decided to take a break on this one, and let his sister, the talented Cindy, to take over. 

I know what you're thinking and yes, this episode is mucho sexist!!! But hey, in some countries, women are lucky if they don't get killed as soon as they leave the womb, I understand this, heck, women in this country were happy to get the right to vote not that long ago, so well, yeah, we should change the banking laws in this country to allow women to get their rightful money without having to have a trustee of suitable height and build to resemble a man.

Vote yes on Bill 109 --- Allowing grown women to get their money and allow them to sell their stepmoms on Ebay!!!!!

Also, this episode, no pics were sent or recieved. I know, sad but true, but here's a picture of Cindy mourning the lost of her parents at their gravesite.

Mariam Ismaila seems to have the worse luck, her mom and dad are killed, her family home is burned to the ground, and for some reason, she has a step mom who also seems to want her to mess around and do things, with men!! And then that mean old step mom threatens to kill Mariam if she doesn't get the money her father left in trust in some bank.

Does Mariam do what the mean old step mom says?

Hell no!! But damn it, if those bankers in Nigeria aren't as mean!

Dearest One, (Tink Notes: Damn, they sure like to call everyone dearest one, why can't they just say, "HELLO!! SALUTATIONS AND FINE GREETINGS FROM NIGERIA!!!"??)

I know that this mail might come to you as a surprise(Mucho surprise!!!! But a welcomed relief --- seems the job site hasn't updated yet so I got to wait till Tuesday to find me some jobs, so until then, I will love you my friend!!) because you don't know me and i don't know you too(But now we do, whoop a roo, whoop a skip a dee dooo!!!). My name is Mariam Ismaila Mohamed, i am 23 years old girl and an orphan(Saddest little orphan I ever met!! Next to Cindy!!! I hope you two have lots to talk about!). My late father was the deputy general manager with CNPC oil company(Damn, small world, so was mine!!!! Wait...SIS???) at the Khartoum refinery in Sudan(Oh god, it is my sis!! Whooo!! Family reunion!!!) who was killed alongside with my beloved mother and our family house burnt down by the rebels during the last crisis in my country when Janjaweed militant came to our house,and this was what sent me away from my country to Burkina Faso as i made my escape only by God's special grace. (Wow sis, you had a hard life, you should have fled with me to North Dakota, you could have voted and not had to wear that fake dong like you do in....yeah, never mind that!!!)

You can read more about my country in the bbc news.
(http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/6469857.stm) (Wow.  Interesting. No, I didn't click on the link, but wow, awesome indeed. It has Africa right in the link, so you know this email has to be legit!!!!) 

When my father died, i was living with my step mother happily(Wait, step mom??? What was dad doing...oh wait, yeah, My Two Wives, biggest hit sitcom in Nigeria, I forget!!!!) until when thing changed and she wanted me to be fooling around(OH NO SHE DIDN'T!!!!! Yes, yes she did!! WOOOOOO!! JERRY! JERRY! JERRY!!), and when she found out that the was a money willed to me she asked me to travel with her to Burkina Faso where the money is deposited so that i can withdraw the money since i am the next of kin, but i refused because she was bringing in men to our house and doing all sorts of things(Was she wearing the fake dong as required by Nigerian law? She wasn't? SLUT!!!!). And she begged me but i refused(And you did a good job!!! I would have sold her to the butcher as a sex slave as required by New Jersey law. No wait, sorry, wrong episode!!!!), and she threatened to kill me, that is why i ran away(Awesome!!! AND SHE RAN.....SHE RAN SO FAR AWAY....sorry.....80s flashbacks!!!) and came to Burkina Faso where the money is deposited as a refugee(poor money, a refugee without a home, without a land, BRANDED WITH A COWARD'S SWORD.....oops, sorry, Nick at Night flashback!!!), and i went to the bank and they confirmed that the money is there(That was mighty nice of them to do that for you!!!! My bank tells me "You ain't got no money honey!!" Stupid banks!! I still have checks, therefore I should still have money!!!!!) and that i am the next of kin, but they also asked me to bring a trustee that will stand on my behalf,because that is what my late father instructed them.(Your late father was a true asshole wasn't he? Should have taken stepmom, she could have stood for you, and then after you got the money, sold her as a sex slave to the bankers!! I know, good plan, right?) 

Actually in search of an honest and reliable person(Good luck with that! hahahahaha!!) who will help me to relocate to western world for a better life(Come to America, we treat everyone like shit!!!); i have chosen to contact you after my prayers(In which God told you to write someone at Hotmail called Hochi69!! Awesome!! Ho can get things done!!!!!) and i believe you will not try to cheat me but rather take me as your own people(And eat you!). Though you may wonder why i am so soon giving in to you(Cause you think I'm sexy and want to have lesbian sex with my sister! Can I watch?) without seeing you, well i will say that my instant still tells me that you could be true to me.(Your what? Kinky!!!) Briefly, I will like to disclose much to you if you will help me to relocate to your country with the substance(Heroin? Please god, let it be heroin!! I know this cool club in Kansas City, glass floor, we can...uh...never mind!!) that i inherited from my parent. I have a substantial amount of $5.6 Million which i will like to invest in your country into any lucrative business venture(Sex for hire? Awesome. You can start tonight!!) which you are to advise and execute seeing that i have no business experience for now(Jesus woman, you sure are a trusting soul ain't ya?).

However, I shall forward you with the necessary documents on confirmation of your acceptance to assist me for the transfer and investment of the fund(Awesome!!!!). As you will help me in an investment, and i will like to complete my studies, as i was in my 1st year in the university, when the crisis started.(Even better. What was your major? Sex? GRATE!!) It is my intention to compensate you with 10% of the total money for your services(Oh my gawd!! Best news I heard all day!!!!!!) and the balance shall be my investment capital(Cool. Can we take some and go to Las Vegas and lose it all on craps? Even better!!!). This is the reason why i decided to contact you(Good thing too, you could have contacted some scammers!! Oh my!!!). I have contacted the Bank and they told me that i am free to come(Teeheehee! You said, free to come!! ) and claim the money as the only daughter of my late father as i have the secret number my father gave me(That number being zero). Now, i am presently living in Christ De king Mission camp(Say hello to the Reverend there, I already know he is a kind soul who has the only internet access for a thousand miles any way!) as a refugee.(Is that like a BeeGee? Hahaha! Sorry. My notes are done AFTER the fact, so I should have said some of this in  my first email. Oh well, there's always tomorrow!!) 

I am waiting for your reply,  (Don't have to wait too long...teeheehee!!)
Best regards (Snuggles!)
Mariam Ismaila.(ISMAILA? NO, JUST A BILLSA!!!! TEEHEEHEE!!)

Dear Mariam,
 
Your life sounds awfully terrible!! I was crying just reading your email.  My name is Cindy Jamison, I am also a 23 year old girl and an orphan too.  Both my mamma and poppa were killed in a horrible sheep stampede.  Horrible horrible.  I am also in my 1st year of college, I am majoring in bull insemination with a minor in atomic engineering, just like my mother and father.
 
I also have a lot of money just sitting in a bank account my parents set up for me and I can't get to it, cause the bank says I need a legal trustee as I'm just a girl.  I told them I'm 23 years old, of legal age to make my own decision but they just patted me on the head and told me, "Run along little girl!! Let the men do their business!"
 
I have no one I can trust either.  47.5 million dollars just sits in a bank in Fargo, North Dakota.  I have an aunt who I could maybe trust, but she is at the moment in jail for murdering my uncle Clitus.  You maybe have heard of the case, was in all the papers, "Ann Uyvula murders husband Clitus!!!".
 
The more I think about it, I can't even help myself.  Stupid laws saying girls have no rights. We should change them.  
 
I may have a brother, Ed, who can help us both. He has helped numerous women around the world get theirs.  Maybe he can help you to get yours?  I will let him read your next email in response to see if he's interested, if not, I guess we both go back to working at Denny's or something to pay our way through school.
 
Tears and sadness, your hopeful sister, I hope your step mom gets hers, wanting you to fool around and then threatens to kill you for not doing that, my brother Ed tries to fool around with me and I tell him, "Not till you marry me!" and then he's like, "I's promise!" but until I get that ring, no hanky panky.
 
Cindy

You might be wondering why Cindy's last name isn't Farte.  Well, Cindy married a nice young truck driving man named Geves Jamison who, like most of the secondary characters of this little story line, died in a horrible horrible way.  He went peacefully in his sleep, unlike the 100s of cows he was hauling who went over the cliff with Geves and the truck.

Big explosion.  Town of Crawfish, Idaho(up north) had a right nice BBQ that day.

So good night and have a better tomorrow....