Here is a bizarre and humorous piece of gibberish text from yesterday's batch of spam (I have highlighted and colored the most curious bits):

"In my job I saw dozens of people die, hundreds, now that I think about it. Eye on I agree with you Ramage, eyes staring, mouth working.The prospect did not seem to disturb Annie's weird serenity in the least, although Paul could not believe that, in some part of her mind, she did not realize how close to the end of the game they had now come. Outside, the first drops of rain splatted against the window. "Let them try! Paul thought he would be quick. There were pale furrows in his thin wrists. Behind it was a narrow space empty save for dust and a plentiful cattering of mouse-turds. It spilled out of his fingers onto the board and then skittered toward the edge in 1860.

Hat tip to Yorquie