Spike somehow gets a spam flood. Hilarity Ensues.
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Tropes found in this story include:
- 419 Scam: The message from Sucker Bet, a.k.a "son to late President For Shadow Life Sombra", who says they have money stashed away, and many misspellings, as is typical for that kind of scam, but all pony-themed:Before his murder was completed, he called our crystal secreteriat who accomponied him to the horsepital and told her he had a sum of two hundred thousand Crystakes (TWENTY MILLION EQUESTRIAN BITS) crept in a security compony found in the mysterious land of Ponyvillain.
- Bland-Name Product: Facehoof for Facebook:Trixie Lulamoon sent you a Sort Of Not My Enemy Any More At Least For The Moment So Don't Get Cocky Request on Facehoof!
- Feghoot: It ends on a pun on spam (canned meat):And Twilight never let Spike eat griffon-made canned lunch meat again.
