Most of the attempts at spamming this site are silently swallowed by Akismet, as you might expect. But occasionally, it lets one get through to the moderation queue where I get to read it and decide if I’ll publish it or not. There aren’t enough of these for it to be annoying, and just occasionally a particularly lovely example of the art of automatic translation appears. Well, I hope it’s automatic translation (quite possibly done in multiple passes). I’d be quite worried about any human who could come up with this:
What a data of un-ambiguity and preserveness of precious know-how concerning unpredicted feelings.
 Hint: generally not