If you've ever wanted to scream into the void about chain letters, bad Photoshop, email forwards from your aunt who just discovered YouTube, or anything involving Bill Gates giving away money... Weird Al Yankovic has you covered.
This one's been around for a while, but it's still painfully relevant. "Stop Forwarding That Crap to Me" is Weird Al's love letter to a particular kind of inbox pollution we have all endured. Urban legends, bogus quotes, terrible poems, glittery unicorn enoji, and yes—someone still forwarding the Neiman Marcus cookie recipe like it's 1998.
It's satire, sure. But it also reads like a deliverability consultant's therapy session.
If you've ever wanted to scream into the void about chain letters, bad Photoshop, email forwards from your aunt who just discovered YouTube, or anything involving Bill Gates giving away money... Weird Al Yankovic has you covered.
This one's been around for a while, but it's still painfully relevant. "Stop Forwarding That Crap to Me" is Weird Al's love letter to a particular kind of inbox pollution we have all endured. Urban legends, bogus quotes, terrible poems, glittery unicorn enoji, and yes—someone still forwarding the Neiman Marcus cookie recipe like it's 1998.
It's satire, sure. But it also reads like a deliverability consultant's therapy session.
Enjoy!
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