My name is Paddy Looney, brother of Mother Theresa Looney.
My wife Betty Looney was killed, or murdered, or both, recently.
She is definitely dead. Someone e-mailed her a big brick, which, despite all the warnings, she very foolishly swallowed.
This killed her, my lovely Betty. It nearly killed me as well, but luckily, I escaped. However Betty was very wealthy, very wealthy indeed.
She owned several factories that make Yarn. Here in Ireland, everybody loves a good Yarn, so lots and lots of business for Betty.
We live in a little town called Spin.
Our slogan was "Spin a Good Yarn".
The Yarn is worth between $20 million and $9 billion (depending on what your bank charges for currency exchange). I would like to give you $5 million or more or a few Irish factories if you prefer!
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A man called Bull is trying to stop me leaving Ireland with my Yarn money.
I think he is the one who sent Betty the big brick.
All I need is your Bank Account details (all of them please), so I can pretend to Mr. Bull that I'm somebody else for a few hours, and escape from Ireland. Then I will be rich. Oh, and so will you if you reply soonest.
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You’re Beloved
Paddy Looney,
Spin,
Yarn, Ireland.
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PS. I hope to start a new life with Mariam Abacha of Nigeria whose husband was killed in a plane crash and left her with $25 million cash stashed in a rucksack (not the Mariam Abacha of Nigeria whose husband was poisoned). Please help me escape Ireland before Mr. Bull gives me also a brick. .
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