ukbaggio
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| posted on 22/3/07 at 08:29 PM |
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The Italian who went to Malta
One day ima gonna Malta to bigga hotel. Ina Morning I go down to eat breakfast. I tella waitress I wanna two pissis toast. She brings me only one
piss. I tella her I want two piss. She say go to the toilet.I say you no understand . I wanna to wee onna my plate. She say you better not wee onna
plate, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the lady and she call me sonna ma bitch.
Later I go to eat at the bigga restaurant.
The waitress brings me a spoon and knife but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tell me everyone wanna fock. I tell her you no understand. I wanna
fock on the table. She say you better not fock on the table, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the lady and she call me sonna ma bitch.
So I go back to my room inna hotel and there is no shits onna my bed. Call the manager and tella him I wanna shit. He tell me to go to toilet. I say
you no understand. I wanna poo on my bed. He say you better not poo onna bed, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the man and he call me
sonna ma bitch. I go to the checkout and the man at the desk say: "Peace on you". I say wee on you too, you sonna ma bitch, I gonna back
to Italy.
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Confused but excited.
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| posted on 22/3/07 at 09:24 PM |
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Well that focked that up, didn't it?
Tell them about the bent treacle edges!
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02GF74
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| posted on 23/3/07 at 04:11 PM |
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that is so old, Henry VIII was telling it to his wives... 
and you got the last bit wrong.
quote:
Originally posted by ukbaggio
So I go back to my room inna hotel and there is no shits onna my bed. Call the manager and tella him I wanna shit. He tell me to go to toilet. I say
you no understand. I wanna poo on my bed. He say you better not poo onna bed, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the man and he call me
sonna ma bitch. I go to the checkout and the man at the desk say: "Peace on you". I say wee on you too, you sonna ma bitch, I gonna back
to Italy.
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ukbaggio
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| posted on 23/3/07 at 07:14 PM |
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quote:
Originally posted by 02GF74
that is so old, Henry VIII was telling it to his wives...
and you got the last bit wrong.
quote:
Originally posted by ukbaggio
So I go back to my room inna hotel and there is no shits onna my bed. Call the manager and tella him I wanna shit. He tell me to go to toilet. I say
you no understand. I wanna poo on my bed. He say you better not poo onna bed, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the man and he call me sonna
ma bitch. I go to the checkout and the man at the desk say: "Peace on you". I say wee on you too, you sonna ma bitch, I gonna back to
Italy.
old but i like it
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