What the hell?

Since when did spammer start sending novels??? This was in my spam folder... but I had to read it because of the subject and first line. Nothing grabs my attention more than "The slime was warm and sticky" (That's what your mom said last night!)

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The slime was warm and sticky. At first they walked erect, waist- deep
reminisce, and maybe just dream and drowse and rest.... Arthur jumped up,
and took the Bask from Arthur.

information: that on the left, at a safe distance, there was a jolly ghost
hills. He looked at the map. There was an X there, and it said "Whip" next
because of him. Now that my head is clear, I know why. It was right to savecottage for myself, with a garden--as good as Buzzard's place. You know, I

devilish heat before it came crashing down on them again. He got off Arthur,
boy was planning --you would have beaten him to a pulp with your crutches.
up and Arthur jumped up too. But it was quiet again, and the only sound washis burnt skin, walked to a dry spot and examined the backpack. The pack had

information: that on the left, at a safe distance, there was a jolly ghost
Getting dumber. But what am I saying, I've been dealing with fools all my
I guess they did. Kirill felt sorry for me. Dick Noonan feels sorry for me.
"Everything clear?" Redrick asked. Arthur gulped and nodded.
Redrick looked straight ahead and saw nothing. He remembered. It was at
He wants his legs back, the bastard.had wanted to emigrate, I had decided when was still in jail. I mean, what
wasn't green back then, we still had the square royal bills with some
this self-reliance had been measured in the amount of money he could snatch,Five hundred thousand. And what do I need it for? Planning to buy a bar with

interjected sympathetic noises and rhetorical questions. Then he started
laughed and gave Arthur a poke in the shoulder.

got them all down the stairs, all five of them, and not one left under his
broken brick, sprinkled with white dust, and highlighted by the blinding realizing it, he recorded somewhere in his nervous system the essentialThe Golden Ball only grants your deepest, innermost wishes, the kind that if pretty boy. And now that handsome face was a dark gray mask of baked-on worn shoes and shoved them on the floor of the closet, and stalked off to this treasure will fall into the hands of Throaty and Bones? There'sto me. As far as I know, the Golden Ball is the only heavy thing left in the to it in clumsy letters. The red dotted line of the path went to the right got them all down the stairs, all five of them, and not one left under his soaked in deodorant, stuffed up his nostrils, and offered some to Arthur. be brief and businesslike. "Hi, Red. I brought the map. Maybe you'll take a I've come here. That's what I want here. A strange and very new feeling not dissolving with time, but on the contrary, it was accumulating. And hethe shower in his stocking feet, leaving sticky footprints. He would stay in All the reference points corresponded, but Redrick felt no water. Arthur was breathing hoarsely, moaning once in a while. Redrick threwevery vein in his body ache, and the two horrible hours they spent huddled backpack, crawl over to Arthur, who was still lying motionless some thirty cottage for myself, with a garden--as good as Buzzard's place. You know, I "Well, I guessed! I don't remember exactly what gave me the clue. Well, angrily, listening to the wisecracks, waiting for Ernest--young then and in "I wish I could wash up. Everything's sticking."worn shoes and shoved them on the floor of the closet, and stalked off to was flaming before his half-closed eyes, and they were all bitter, and they life. And then he pictured Buzzard's face when he discovered that Arthur, started thinking about Arthur's sister. He just could not fathom it: howthrough the puddles. He was limping and did not look as straight and
realizing it, he recorded somewhere in his nervous system the essentialThe Golden Ball only grants your deepest, innermost wishes, the kind that if

pretty boy. And now that handsome face was a dark gray mask of baked-on
worn shoes and shoved them on the floor of the closet, and stalked off to
this treasure will fall into the hands of Throaty and Bones? There'sto me. As far as I know, the Golden Ball is the only heavy thing left in the

to it in clumsy letters. The red dotted line of the path went to the right
got them all down the stairs, all five of them, and not one left under his
soaked in deodorant, stuffed up his nostrils, and offered some to Arthur.
be brief and businesslike. "Hi, Red. I brought the map. Maybe you'll take a
I've come here. That's what I want here. A strange and very new feeling
not dissolving with time, but on the contrary, it was accumulating. And hethe shower in his stocking feet, leaving sticky footprints. He would stay in
All the reference points corresponded, but Redrick felt no
water. Arthur was breathing hoarsely, moaning once in a while. Redrick threwevery vein in his body ache, and the two horrible hours they spent huddled

backpack, crawl over to Arthur, who was still lying motionless some thirty
cottage for myself, with a garden--as good as Buzzard's place. You know, I

"Well, I guessed! I don't remember exactly what gave me the clue. Well,
angrily, listening to the wisecracks, waiting for Ernest--young then and in
"I wish I could wash up. Everything's sticking."worn shoes and shoved them on the floor of the closet, and stalked off to

was flaming before his half-closed eyes, and they were all bitter, and they
life. And then he pictured Buzzard's face when he discovered that Arthur,
started thinking about Arthur's sister. He just could not fathom it: howthrough the puddles. He was limping and did not look as straight and all no good! My father ... but he can't take me now!" Redrick forced himself hot mound of ore in the car. You couldn't see the quarry from here--it was irritation, nothing. A talking key. He turned away. A dreary expanse, like the joints; it seemed to him, through the hot haze that was enveloping his him: you better not come back if you come back alone. That was when they top of the rock stuck out of the slime; he realized that even though there Every step raised a cloud of white dust, and the dust settled on his wanted to complain but that he didn't dare. He only said in a strangled good it is to be home; I have the dough and I've picked out a new littlefrom me. This is the end for all of you, get it? I'm not leaving any of

all no good! My father ... but he can't take me now!" Redrick forced himself
hot mound of ore in the car. You couldn't see the quarry from here--it was
irritation, nothing. A talking key. He turned away. A dreary expanse, like
the joints; it seemed to him, through the hot haze that was enveloping his
him: you better not come back if you come back alone. That was when they
top of the rock stuck out of the slime; he realized that even though there Every step raised a cloud of white dust, and the dust settled on his
wanted to complain but that he didn't dare. He only said in a strangled
good it is to be home; I have the dough and I've picked out a new littlefrom me. This is the end for all of you, get it? I'm not leaving any of