Wondering, part deux
I wondered a few days ago what fate spammers deserve, and I continue to battle spam even after turning off comments. Then I received a forwarded email that warned of the dangers of ball pits, since a little boy died of a heroin overdose after being stuck by a needle from one. I checked Snopes, confirmed it was a fake, but wondered: what Dantean level of hell is reserved for authors of fraudulent dead-child emails?