Somewhere over the rainbow.... there is a pot of gold, just waiting for you to pick it up.
Of course for a fee, retainers fee, that you will never see back.
What is this all about?
Linkedin.
Yes, linkedin is becoming heavily populated with investors, all kinds.
Some
of them just want to make you rich by handing out a small donation, a
couple of millions or so, to a randomly selected pool of people among
whom just by the case it is me... really?
Others
are financial advisors from Twikenham, or Ghana, or US or the Saudi,
etc. all using an elevated English with bombastic words, but the phrase
is so poor you can see from a mile they googled for synonyms to make it
look official whilst it is ... you know.
Others
are big national banks managers, directors, CEO, credit inspectors,
that discovered dormant accounts ready to be whipped out by the long arm
of the law, but if you are willing to share with them they may pass you
for a dead's man relative entitled to claim, and the bank is going to
take it for granted... hmmm.
Others are
sheiks, or sons or daughters of murdered dictators or their staff
refugees in some other country but having that pot of gold in custody to
multinational or UN storage facility in YOUR COUNTRY and need your help
as their mandate to collect it, thus they need to learn from you what
country are you in so they hand you their bullions... come on mate.
Not
to forget the miners, working class, honest people, just sitting by the
river and collecting gold dust and gold ore, having nobody to buy it
from them, nice rates, guaranteed quality, not big quantities, a couple
of hundred of kilos at maximum.
Some poor
folks developed lung cancer or laryngeal cancer, cannot talk, thus do
not call them, only email, and in the hour of death they selected me to
hand me their life time earned fortune, just because they love me...
much obliged, for the love I mean, I was feeling sooo lonely lately.
Remember
the lotteries, I won a couple of hundreds of them although I never
played, just because they hacked my email address from somewhere, and
believe it or not there is a whole committee awarding me piles of cash,
if only I would reply those emails...
Others
they wont those lotteries themselves, and as a token of gratitude to
them Gods of Odds, they picked up me to hand me 10%, just to thank GOD.
One quick question friends, just how stupid do you think am I?
martedì 24 febbraio 2015
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