No Sit My Hugenot

Poor Charles Dickens. Did he ever, in his wildest dreams, imagine that his words would be used to disguise spam in the 21st century? More than half the spam I get seems to have chunks of David Copperfield buried in it. It's a sobering thought for a writer: assuming my work survives me (no small assumption, alas), to what strange public domain uses will it be put?

Also: sometimes the random word strings used in the subject lines of spam e-mails are very evocative; "No sit my Hugenot" sounds like a third tier sweeping historical saga published in the 1950s. I also like "Your umbilici fame auberge," although I can't quite tell what it means. Anyone else have a thought?