Comment and Trackbacks to Hell-of-a-Guy

12/19/2007

Every once and a while I get a comment or two on something I have written.  Most of these are kind and supportive, but occasionally I get some that sneak through and are nothing more than spam mail.  I don’t have clue as to the origin of these “comments’ and “solicitations” or even how the hell they ever got on Hell-of-a-Guy, but I do need to clear the air with some of these and also to beg the senders to please stop sending them.

Firstly and without any thought of self-aggrandizement, also once and forevermore, I, being the Hell-of-a-Guy that I am, do not wish for and have never wanted nor desired a larger penis, but thank you for thinking of me.  God blessed me quite adequately for the intended purpose of this feature of my physicality. 

Secondly, though this is probably going to strike down any chance I have a being a geriatric porn star; I do not desire to have sex with anyone soliciting same over the internet.  I like to do my lusting up close and in the company of the lustee.  That is to say, except when The Nancy can see me.  It’s kind of unseemly.  Please, no more “free” sex even if the shipping and handling is free.

For you stockbrokers and financial types, I have no money.  My plea for my readers to send me a dollar each time they logged on to this website failed miserably.  I got a buck…one lousy buck!  So, there is little need for you to tell me about great stock deals, investment opportunities or other get-rich-quick schemes.  However, you may want to contact my wife or ex-wife.  They have lots of money.

I do not need any real estate in Arizona; nor do I need erectile dysfunction remedies (thanks, but I have what I need), cheap Canadian medications or any other “deals” sent to me over the internet, and I certainly am not going claim my winnings in the Nigerian Sweepstakes.

My mother made me promise not to say anything at all if I couldn’t say something nice.  I promised, but I don’t always live up to it.  With that said, don’t send me any of this shit again.  I don’t open it.  Well, unless it is really sleazy.

Thank you for your support, your readership and even your comments – provided they are meaningful, pithy and short. 

And that is all I have to say about that…