“Thanks, but no thanks. I know you think that picture of a puppy/kitten/infant/tiger cub/Lolcat/sunrise/sunset/forest/beach/optimcal illusion/etc is the cutest/most adorable/cuddly/precious/now/breathtaking/awe inspiring/amazing/etc thing you’ve ever seen, but please don’t send these things to me any more.”
I repeat this statement so much that I’ve become rude. Now I don’t have to. Thanks. No.