That's the subject line of an email sitting in my inbox, unread, and it's a massive promise, considering my "manhood" has been non-existent since the day I was born.
The email was sent to me by some spam-bot using a woman's name as the sender. I suppose she's so much woman, she could even make a man out of me, but I'm not going to bite. I'll be deleting that email as soon as I get another non-spam email to delete.
My internet provider (and email service) has some sort of spam filter, so there are times they catch up with the spammers' tactics and I don't get the spams for a few days. But then the spammers adapt and the emails start showing up again. And so it goes, ad infinitum.
It's kind of fun to see what the spammers are selling. They seem to have only a few products that they plug over and over. Mortgages, gambling, and helpful men's items. I haven't seen the spams for "Hot Girls!!!" since I left AOL, though, so maybe girls aren't for sale anymore.
I heard a long time ago that when you read the spams (even if it comes up in preview mode), it sends some sort of signal back to the spammer that says, "We've got a live one here!" So I click on another email, usually from a company I've bought something from in the past and who is sure they know exactly how I want to spend much more of my money, and then I do the Ctrl-click on the spam and delete them both. I don't know if this is still necessary (or even effective) with the way technology keeps changing, but I do it just in case.
All my other email looks legitimate. Emails from friends, or church, or my family, or the County Tax Collector telling me they got my online property tax payment on time.
I've got to go now. I just got an email from a very nice man in Nigeria, who has some money for me...