February 13, 2008

Aloysius P. Hazzencockle – Miscellaneous

December 19, 2007

A spam email to my Aloysius. P. Hazzencockle account the other day started like this “This message might meet you in utmost surprise” then went on to offer me the opportunity to cash in on some dead guy’s languishing funds to the tune of nine million dollars. How could Hazzencockle resist! I/he wrote back:

“Dear Friend and/or Potential Business Associate and/or Facebook Friend,

If you thought your message would be surprised, imagine how shocked I was when I read it. Wow! Getting on the internet has been the best decision I’ve ever made, second only to my investment in that Manitoban agave farm. Over the course of my few years online, I have befriended Nigerian princes, wealthy widowers, and now a benevolent banker. If it was not for the generosity of strangers such as yourself, I would never have been able to afford my mid-town castle with genuine crocodile-infested moat, home to nearly one hundred once-needy orphans (and the occasional adult entertainer) who now have a roof over their heads, at least one meal a day, and a secure position in my burgeoning sneaker factory where they are paid in excess of five cents an hour for such simple tasks as stitching, tanning, and the slaughtering and skinning of various animals for their precious hides.

Your offer is most intriguing, but forgive me if I exercise some caution in these proceedings. You say that the individual whose unclaimed assets your bank holds died with his entire family in a plane crash, and even offer up a link to prove as much. The news story you provided is certainly legitimate, but I must question the veracity of the death – just to be absolutely certain. Mistakes do happen, particularly in incidents like airline disasters where shockingly uncooperative victims may wander away from crash sites to assume new identities in their amnesiac states, leading to all sorts of blunders, oversights, and, on rare instances, unintended hilarity. Believe me, the possibility of a dead man showing up on your doorstep to repossess your fortune is not one I would cherish (It has happened to my Uncle Rudolpho on more than one occasion and, he’ll tell you, it aint pleasant). All this to say – I’d like to be absolutely certain that the individual in question is in fact dead before proceeding with our business venture. And so, to put my mind at ease, would you be so kind as to provide me with the following at your earliest convenience:

1. Copy of official death certificate.

2. Copy of obituary.

3. Copy of bank statements showing account has been inactive for the period since his death.

4. Piece of exhumed body part (ie. a finger would suffice) or 50 grams of cremated ash.

I look forward to doing business with you.


Aloysius P. Hazzencockle”


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