MISS Sonoh Lawrence

Letter from Scammer

Good One,

I am MISS Sonoh Lawrence, 21years old and the only daughter of my late parents Mr.and Mrs.Lawrence. My father was a highly reputable busnness magnet-(a cocoa merchant)who operated in the capital of Ivory coast during his days.

It is sad to say that he passed away mysteriously in France during one of his business trips abroad year 12th.Febuary 2000.Though his sudden death was linked or rather suspected to have been masterminded by an uncle of his who travelled with him at that time. But God knows the truth!

My mother died when I was just 4 years old, and since then my father took me so special. Before his death on Febuary 12 2000 he told me that he has the sum of Ten Million United State Dollars.(USD$10 000 000) left in a security company in a mettalic trunk box, but the security company didn't know the content because it was registered as family valuables for security reasons. He also hand over the documents to me.

I am just 21years old and a university undergraduate and really don't know what to do. Now I want you to assist me clear the consignment from the custody of the security comapny. This is because I have suffered a lot of set backs as a result of incessant political crisis here in Ivory coast. The death of my father actually brought sorrow to my life.

I am in a sincere desire of your humble assistance in this regards. Your suggestions and ideas will be highly regarded. Now permit me to ask these few questions:-

1. Can you honestly help me as your daughter?
2. Can I completely trust you?
3. What percentage of the total amount in question will be good for you?

Please,Consider this and get back to me as soon as possible.

Thank you so much.

My sincere regards,
MISS Sonoh.

My Response

Miss Sonar!

My mother died two months before I was born, so I understand how you feel. She was on a similar business deal in France and she also died mysteriously. Well, actually she died from a bullet wound to the stomach that pierced my brain and killed me too. So we were both dead for nearly forty-seven days. When they found us, my mother farted and I flew out. The powerful fart breathed life back into my lungs! Praise Ali! My breath is horrible now, no matter how much toothpaste I use, but I am alive.

Unfortunately I won’t be able to help you in this venture of yours, though. My pact with the devil precludes me from helping those who love the other guy. Any chance you would be willing to accept Satan into your heart? If so, I may be able to you help!

Yours Truly,

-Bobby (Bullet Baby) Crotchmerchant

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