Italiani all'estero
Dear Signore Direttore,
Now I am tella you the story how I was treated
at your hotella. I am comma from Palermo as tourist to London and stay
as young man at your hotella. When I comma in my room I see is not
shit in my bed. How can sleep with no shit in my bed? So, I colla down
the recepcione and tella: "I wanna shit". "Go to the toillet". I say:
"No, no, I wanna shit in my bed". They say: "You betta no shit in your
bed, you sonnawabitch". What is sonnawabitch? Go down for ristorant
for breakfast. I order bacon, eggs, and two pisses of toast. I got
only one piss of toast. I tella waitress and pointa of toast: " I
wanna piss". She tella me: "Go to the toillet". I say: " I wanna piss
on my plate". She then say to me: " You bloody fellow not piss on the
plate, you sonnawabitch". Second person who do not even know me and
colla me sonnawabitch! What is sonnawabitch? Later I go for dinner
into ristorante. Spoon and knife is laid out, but no fock. I tella
waitress: "I wanna fock", and she tella me: "Shure, everybody wanna
fock". I tella her: "No, no, you don?t understend me. I wanna fock on
the table". "Get your ass out of here, she say to me". So, I go to the
recepcione and ask for the billa. I no wanna stay in this hotella no
more. When I have pay the billa, the porter say to me: " Thank you and
peace on you". I say: " Piss on you too, you sonnawabich". I go back
to Italy! I nevermore comma stay in your hotella you sonnawabitch
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