Cookybloke/whatever waffled on so much I had to snip the entire contents to
save him/her from further embarrassment:

I snipped the lot matey as I found your response as about as nonsensical as
one would expect from an inebriated Russian tractor driver forgetting the
fact he'd spent the last month in a frenzied crack pipe sucking session in
an attempt to convince his crop of cabbages to metaphorically change into a
warehouse full to the roof of the finest Balkan opiate. Suddenly in a rush
of **** to the brain he found himself and his beloved tractor caught up in
the middle of Mr. Putins annual Mayday Red Square drive-by displaying his
monolithic wheeled and tracked intercontinental magic fireworks. The Moscow
traffic police just love these jokers, infact they encourage them just to
give their new entrants the chance to crack a few heads and feel at home
handling the cities low life. Why not take a trip out there yourself? I'm
sure if you explained your handicaps, Moscow's finest would club together
and cough up the cost of a one way airfare and accommodation and welcome you
with a cacophony of orchestrated nightstick skull cracking. It could even
prove to be therapeutic and you may well become a healthy woman again. Yes,
I know you insist the surgery was a success but it's as clear as crystal you
should have stayed in your male gender role and continued cracking out
further issues of your infamous viri infestations.

Sadly cooking thing, you have little left in your pathetic minuscule
existence to even impress a fecking aardvark on the lowest rung of the
pecking order ladder of life, infact the poor ******* at the mere thought
would probably just as well take it's sorry arsed self to the nearest
highway and prey to it's maker for a speeding truck to put it out of his
misery and become just another number to add to the road toll of squidgy
carcass's.

Just to show I do have a gram of sympathy for your trunk full maladies,
allow me to introduce you to one our finest Polish bloggers giving the
civilized world a privileged peek into one of our favorite Amercans (sic)
fund raising speeches to trouser a few more greenbacks to defeat that baggy
eyed old Hilary Hasbeen and send her packing back home to Wild Willy Hicocky
Cliterton. Do explore Stan the Lavmans blog, it may not cure your major
indispositions korky but it will sure as hell induce you to splatter your
monitor and keyboard with the contents of your snoring organ.

Here we go.
http://stanislavplumbcheap4u.blogspo...t-only-up.html

Now you have a nice day and carry on fiddling with that BuggeryBallsUp
application, you never know, but one day in the future NASA may even burn it
to disk and launch it up there into the firmament to inform other life forms
that we earthlings are relatively harmless and have an infectious sense of
humour!