spam comes to life in the form of a chicken? dog?

Spam is constantly messing with me. I check my Spam folder in Gmail and I see that the first line of an e-mail says "Because you are a girl who loves books" or "Living in LA after living in Brooklyn" or "That time when you were 8 and you and your neighbor were playing in the bushes in front of your house and you were attacked by a swarm of yellowjackets" and, of course, I think it's for me. Then I read on to find a whole pile of nonsense like "No, stepsiblings. And you-you have a name? You have Just volunteered to go to the carnival over there and get taking off these clamps for a bit? jawbone." So I enjoyed this Spam dramatization from The Brothers McLeod.

Via boing boing