When They Learn To Imitate Door-To-Door Brush Salesmen, We're Doomed

I'm already starting to wonder if some of the more florid versions of the "419" e-mail/bank scam* notes might have been typed by the mimic octopus, a sneakier-than-usual member of the breed that can pass itself off as more than a dozen other very different aquatic animals -- including what appears to be a sort of tiptoeing stonefish.

Srsly:

I think we're not too far away from, "Most esteemed Sir or Madam: I am have the honor to represent Mrs. O. C. T. Pode, who having but lately given to hatch, must soon pass from this world and has had to flee her beloved nest abandoning all funds ($12 Millions dollars U.S.A.) on deposit with our bank...."

Somebody call the GOP: I've got a replacement for Mr. Romney.
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* Which turns out to be The Spanish Prisoner, tarted-up for a new age. A close search of Classical Greek writings would probably turn up an example, human nature being what it is.