That Proletarian Foot Rocket

For many years, I have been fascinated by spam. Not so much the spammers or their products, but rather their MegaHAL-esque randomly generated mails. Markov chains or whatever. Below are some of the subject line highlights from my inbox:

• That proletarian foot rocket
• stunt woman chain reaction
• muscular weeknight
  
• bicker melodious
• Enter Editing Worm Bitch
• Viral Welcome Guest Sign
• convenience store
• assailant dark grabbed
• outside must mind assessing
• diagnosis uninhabitable
• roots thud
• gizzard sore
  

Some have a certain poetic touch, and some just sound like they are titles of Skinny Puppy songs. To some, both of the above apply.

Sadly, the contents of the mails are seldom as interesting as what the titles hint at.

Update: The magic of the 'net has alerted me to the existence of the Spamusement website.