Developing a Taste for Spam

I, along with at least a few other socially-networked Twins fans, got MySpace spammed by Bobby Kielty today.

Best.

Spam.

Ever.

It included an assurance that this is "for real." Which is good...because if there's anything hypothetically weirder than Bobby Kielty trying to lure me into a pyramid scheme, it would be someone pretending to be Bobby Kielty in order to lure me into a pyramid scheme.

I decided to be brave and look at his page.

Then I changed my password.

Totally worth it for pure entertainment value: