My car battery died. My latest research languishes half-written on my hard drive. My receipts for travel reimbursement lie unsubmitted on my floor. My academic future is yet to be decided. So what better way to spend an afternoon than by browsing the SPAM Haiku Archive, and compiling the 62 finest exemplars of the genre into this file?
If you’re sitting in a shared office, or are drinking a beverage such as milk, please click at your own risk. The yuks-to-syllable ratio is one of the highest I’ve seen in months, and I’ve never even tasted the stuff.