traffick boss sits across from a mailing traffick boss: "mailing list, why do you not want my spam, propaganda, and such, anymore?"
traffick boss holds the mailing list like an oracular crystal ball mailing list: "oh traffick boss," mailing list: "your missives of community devastation of course are always sorely needed" mailing list: "but they have succeeded here. all my subscribers have stopped posting, save a few that i suspect are in your employ." traffick boss looks at the mailing list as he rubs his chin pensively
