Do You Know What Time It Is?

It's spamarama time!

But first, a little bit about Thursday. Sorry I wasn't around and didn't make it to other blogs, BUT mom had a great day! She was up the entire day and didn't go to bed until 10:00 this evening. I stayed with her in the other part of the house (her watching TV, me cleaning the kitchen and rearranging the dining room - yes Susie and Glenice, rearranging the dining room - plus two loads of laundry). I fully expected her to go to bed when I went off for my nap, but no, she was still up when I woke up 3 HOURS LATER. Anyhoo, back to what you're here for:

Stuff in my bulk file:

Never seeen stuff I think, yes (Nope, I've never seen the stuff you think.)
Need a call soon (Here's a quarter, call someone who cares)
Do you want to do something useful in your life? (What, you mean other than talking to spam?)
Miss you and need you (Well isn't that sweet. I missed you too)
If you have always dreamed of being called a sex machine (Oh yeah, that's right up there with winning the lottery and getting it on with Hugh Jackman)
No nonsense report (I can report that there's no nonsense here)
Order status, opium poisoning (What order, ecstasy polluter?)
Your PR man is back THURSDAY (Oh goody, I've needed some good PR)
You money, pea green (Thank you fuchsia)
I am so very concerned about Monday (Why? What's happening on Monday? Don't leave me like this!)
You neighbors lost their alarm clock (You know, this is really starting to bug me)
Illegal investigation (You mean it's illegal to investigate lost alarm clocks?)
Shoe inquisition (Oh no, no inquisitions about shoes until we've stopped this alarm clock nonsense)
Your current residence update (My residence is fine, check next door)
We have what you need (Then hand it over lame brain)
You can get the watches you have dreamed about (Can they also work as alarm clocks, because I'm sure my neighbor has been dreaming about them.)