Ode to Toto

Where for art thou dear Toto?
Your matted fur has been missed.

You were mine
only briefly,
before Mother had an idea.

Where for art thou
dear Toto?

Taken by a choice that wasn't mine.
You could be lying in a dumpster.
You were a fantastic toy.

Oh dear Toto.

Mother
what have you done?

You're about to send this email without a subject line.

Something I particularly enjoy is naming emails. I probably enjoy thinking of a subject header more than I should. I think a good header should comprise of mystery (wetting the recipients appetite) yet still somehow relate to the content of the email that you have slaved over.

So below are the some of the fruits of my previous labours, from real emails, that I have lovingly sent.

  1.  A baby's bottom.
  2.  Step aside Lady Gaga, we have a new winner of weird entrances.
  3.  Call me Judy.
  4.  Ball o' Net.
  5.  Cabbages and raincoats.
  6.  Too much too soon, and who knew?!
  7.  That poor moose.
  8.  "Your feet smell like death." "That's because they are bleeding to it."
  9.  Mountain dweller calling.
10.  A PLAGUE ON YOUR HOUSES!
11.  Like one of your French girls.
12.  This is Roy.
13.  Chlochlo you just cray cray for Jojo.
14.  Snot and secrets.
15.  At last, an open window!!
16.  Thee, thy, thou.
17.  What a fine figure you have.
18.  Country of bread.
19.  Lions, Alps and Rabot.
20.  You are a BEAR.

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