Then please, avoid criticizing people like Sander for their lack of excellent English, as we’re not semi-literate.

[Daphne – No. I think they are an insult to our intelligence and will use them only if I have to. Here, where I am free not to use them, I won’t. The fact that you can read what I write without hesitating just proves my point. You have to be a really thick, semi-literate peasant to read by any other way than word recognition. Please don’t tell me that you trace your finger beneath each syllable and mouth it.]

And he even looks down south at one point …

[Daphne – Please don’t tell me that a puppet with red lipstick gave him a hard-on.]

His answer was something to the effect that he likes “mara li hi sbukkata u tghid li ghandha tghid”. A subtle reference to you, Daph? Oooooh! Toni is a secret admirer of your, Daph – I’m soooo jealous.

[Daphne – That is, or rather was, the problem. He used to write articles full of sexual innuendos about me, to the point where he had to be spoken to. He really is disgusting.]

It looks like Toni Abela had Viagra prior to the show. Looking down a puppet’s top is tantamount to a little kid pulling down a doll’s pants to see its butt!

X’misthija ta’nies!

[Daphne – Mintoff with rubber bosoms and red lipstick, and with Toni l-iShun peering down his top. Perish the thought.]

[Daphne – Yes, Toni Abela looks down the woman puppet’s top. As for the rest, you really don’t want to know and I don’t even know how to begin translating it.]