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I reported this as spam just to get on the good side of the machine 
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The spam filters adapt as the spam comes in. It's nothing personal, but each message of yours that is marked non-spam lessens the likelihood of future messages written in the same vein as being marked as spam.
The spam sniffer just needs to get your scent.
cheers
Chris Maunder
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Chris Maunder wrote: The spam sniffer just needs to get your scent.
I'll stop wearing deodorant. Sorted.
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Perhaps a juicy fart will help speed up the process... 
Will Rogers never met me.
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That's it.
That's the whole message.
veni bibi saltavi
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Wow!
It does not solve my Problem, but it answers my question
modified 19-Jan-21 21:04pm.
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Quote: Now, to try and look busy for the rest of the day!
Why? You're either working from home or you're alone at the office. Either way: There's no one to see you're goofing off! 
Tomorrow tell the boss: "You won't believe the day I had yesterday!"
Get me coffee and no one gets hurt!
modified 6-May-20 18:53pm.
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Boo Who> 
When you talk, you are only repeating what you already know.
But if you listen, you may learn something new.
--Dalai Lama
JaxCoder.com
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Unless his previous posts included “knock knock” and “who’s there?” I think you have the wrong response!
If you can't laugh at yourself - ask me and I will do it for you.
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Eeeeek!
Get me coffee and no one gets hurt!
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Radley!
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
"I don't drink any more... then again, I don't drink any less." - Mike Mullikins uncle
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He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.
When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him, he'd turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.
He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.
On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.
He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.
But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.
We are early-to-bedders at our house -- I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while.
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.
And before very long He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner In no time at all.
And there were nights when I'd feel him Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.
And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.
And sometimes I'd feel him sigh and I think I know the reason why.
He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.
And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.
And there are nights when I think I feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.
Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Boo!
1981 - James Stewart
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
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The whole of what I have to say.
(Yes, I admit that it is not logical)
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Great Boo's up!
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
modified 7-May-20 7:17am.
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Quote: That's the whole message.
Inexact, as usual. 
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And it sounds the same in English. Hope you and your family are all well, wherever you may be at this time.
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Foo!
M.D.V. 
If something has a solution... Why do we have to worry about?. If it has no solution... For what reason do we have to worry about?
Help me to understand what I'm saying, and I'll explain it better to you
Rating helpful answers is nice, but saying thanks can be even nicer.
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Years ago I had a job translating Classical Greek literature into Braille. It feels like ancient history now…
"I have no idea what I did, but I'm taking full credit for it." - ThisOldTony
AntiTwitter: @DalekDave is now a follower!
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That would Clio-ly leave room for lots of Erato.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.
-- 6079 Smith W.
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Braille translators rarely have the whole word at their fingertips...
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Glad to see your sense of humour is still intact.
Here's hoping ... ![Rose | [Rose]](https://www.codeproject.com/script/Forums/Images/rose.gif)
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A touching tale indeed!
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
"I don't drink any more... then again, I don't drink any less." - Mike Mullikins uncle
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