Last night as I was scanning my inbox for new email, I came across a message from my dear friend “Mailer Pharramacy.” Since I hadn’t heard from her in a long time, I immediately opened it to see what she has been doing for the past few months. But when I read through the email, I was a little confused:
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Then it dawned on me. This wasn’t my friend Mailer Pharramacy at all. It was an impostor! I’m no dummy, and whoever sent me that email wasn’t going to fool me.
As George W. Bush so aptly put it, “Fool me once, shame on—shame on you. Fool me—you can’t get fooled again!”