Sarah: Where’s the apology?
Fred: God make it stop.
Geoff: It’s a virus.
Andy: Anyone fancy a banana sandwich?
Sarah: Can’t delete these fast enough.
Geoff: It’s one monumental cock up.
Fred: Time to switch accounts.
Sarah: 300 emails and counting.
Fred: Take this extremely seriously.
Andy: OK anyone want salad cream and plain crisp sandwich?
Sarah: My personal details have been made public.
Andy: Not until you replied to the email. Which you now have.
Fred: My ebay account is published.
Andy: You’re set to be a web superstar.
Geoff: Stop sending emails.
Sarah: And by sending that you have triggered another raft.
Geoff: 120,000 users have received your mail.
Andy: Anyone fancy a date?
Geoff: I’m white haired, 5 foot nothing and ugly. Any takers?
Sarah: You sound cute 🙂
Fred: I have a suzuki wagon I’m trying to flog.
Sarah: Custom Karaoke CD’s anyone?
Andy: Heehee this is fun!!!!
Fred: Compensation must be in order.
Geoff: No chance. You haven’t lost money.
Andy: This fun can’t last my RAM is full.
Fred: Anyone need a suzuki wagon?
Andy: I think we should start a group to keep in touch with all the friends we made tonight.
Sarah: Can any one delete me from this email?
Andy: What’s everyone doing for Easter?
Sarah: My friend is looking for sponsors for his charity hamster race.
Fred: You could do worse than spend it at this pub.
Geoff: Pictures? That’s what happens when you go viral. Things spiral. It was only a matter of time before someone sent a picture of a knob.
Andy: You could at least have liked my Facebook page.
Sarah: I feel exposed to cyber attack.
Geoff That’s done it. We’re offline now.
Andy: One nil.
Fred: Hello privacy, come and meet the world.
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