A string of events that occurred some time ago lead up to me sending an email to someone I deeply care about, and in that email, I used a longer Subject line than I ever have before. Find out how this all came about and the verbosity I employed…

I was amused by one of Crickie’s posts of collected Spartanisms! (a phrase that I coined!), and showed them to my wife. She in particular liked the “We Dine In Hell” one the most:

and said that she’d like it as her desktop wallpaper at work.

Later on that evening, mayhap after some amber libations, I forwarded a copy of the image to her at work. It was a rather plain message, so I decided to jazz it up a little with a nifty little Subject line. However, I think I got a little carried away:

Message Sent: WE DINE IN HELL!!! Pass the butter ol’ chap, if you wouldn’t mind, oh thank you kind sir, very sporting of you, is this real butter? Jolly Good. I do so enjoy the real stuff on occasion while dining on the ninth plane of hell. Nothing else for it really but a couple of swipes of the real thing. Just makes everything a little less cumbersome. And that’s what I’m all about, you see. Less cumbersome.

Of course, her email client truncated the subject and she didn’t realize the little gem I had created until I was moved to point it out to her. Pffft. I worked hard to finally get my Dork Achievement Badge you know. Stupid email clients!