...27 translations later, Bing gives us:
"What a joke. continues! Tiny food, raw, cooked, prepared for the reference line."
"After having my ladytown thrusted, he then proceeded to forget my fudge factory. It was bliss having his purple beaver buster rammed inside me again; stuffing my gaping slime hole with a gerbil just didn't get my hatchet wound splurging like it used to. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his pink tractor beam plunged deeper into my turd-herder. My cod cave was trembling like jelly. Inserting a gerbil into my south mouth got me surging minge mucus faster than greased stuff off a shiny shovel."
27 translations pls