This is the story of an Italian man who went to the restaurant. One day I gonna to Malta to a big hotel, in the morning I go down to eat a breakfast. I tell the waitress that I want two pieces of toast. She brings me only one piece. I tell her "I wanna two pieces". She say "Go to the toilet". I say "you don't understand, I wanna two pieces on my plate". She say to me: "you better not piss on the plate, you sonnawa****". I do not even know this lady and she call me a sonnawa****! Later I go to eat at a bigger restaurant. The waiter brings me a spoon and a knife but no fork. I tell her "I wanna a fork" and she tell me: "everyone wanna f@?k ". I tell her "you don't understand me… I wanna fork on the table". She say: "you better not f@?k on the table you sonnawa****".
So I go back to my room in my hotel and there is no sheets on the bed. I call the manager and tell him "I wanna a sheet". He tell me to go the toilet. I say "you don't understand I wanna a sheet on my bed". He say: "you better not **** on the bed, you sonnawa****".
I go to the Check out and the man at the desk said "peace on you", and I say: "Piss on you too, you sonnawabicth". I gonna back to Italy!
> > A bus stops and 2 Italian men get on. They sit down and engage in an > >animated conversation. > > > > The lady sitting next to them ignores them at first, but her attention > >is galvanized when she hears one of them say the following: > > > > Emma come first. > > Den I come. > > Den two asses come together. > > I come once-a-more > > Two asses, they come together again. > > I come again and pee twice. > > Then I come one lasta time." > > > > > > "You foul-mouthed sex obsessed swine," retorted the lady indignantly
> > "In this country, we don't speak aloud in public places about our sex > >lives" > > > > Hey, coola down lady," said the man. "Who talkin' abouta sex? > > > > "I'm a justa tellin' my frienda how to spell "Mississippi'." > > > > > > I'VE GOT $5.00 THAT SAYS YOU'RE GONNA READ THIS AGAIN