Boring…boring….

Another day, another Russian spam. And one of those things tried to join my forum. The spampig’s handle (ManninBlackk) got over 9000 Google hits. Time for a name change, dipshite; we know you.

Edited to add:
Spam posts can be hilarious if you are easily amused.

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