Meanwhile, back in Meatspace ...
My local Papa John joint spams me with real dead-tree advertising roughly twice a week on average. Why they feel the need to do this on such a regular schedule absolutely baffles me. I've even taken to putting the paper recycling bin by the front door, but I can't tempt the delivery wonks (usualy Royal Mail) to ditch them straight in there.
There must be a gag linking "Meatspace", "Spam" and "recycling" but I'm still sober ...
Biting the hand that feeds IT
