Never…ever…ever…even if terrorists oozzing with radioactive sores have knives to your entire family’s throats, even if the ninja people come and say they wan to train you for a super-secret super-cool mission of revenge and justice (which would be really cool), even if the president himself calls you and says it’s for the fate of the nation, not even if Jesus himself appears to you floating overhead wearing those shiny red shoes he loves to dance in while you’re taking a dump after a weekend binge of beer and burritos you got from carts on the side of the road filled with animal bits a forensic specialist couldn’t begin to identify and asks you politely, but with that grand lyrical voice he has in Jesus Christ Superstar…

…not even then should you forward an email.

No good ever comes from forwarded email. The act wastes precious electrons. Stop it. Seriously.

Thank you.