Sunday, April 03, 2011

The Italian Who Went to Detroit

Onea day Ima go to Detroit to a bigga hotel. I go down to eata breakfast. Itella the waitress I wanna two pissa toast. She brings me only onea piss. Itella her I wanna two piss. She say go to the toilet. I say you no understand, I wanna two piss on my plate. She say you better no piss on the plate, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the lady and she calla me a sonna ma bitch. Later I go to lunch at the restrant. The waitress brings me a spoon and a knife, but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tella me everybody wanna fock. I say you no understand. I want a fock on the table.She say you better no fock on the table you sonna ma bitch. So I go back to my room inna hotel and there is no sheet on my bed. I calla the manager and tella him I wanna sheet. He tella me to go to the toilet. I tella him you don't understand. I wanna sheet on the bed. He say you better no sheet on the bed you sonna ma bitch. I go to check out and the man at the desk he say peace to you. And I say piss onna you too, you sonna ma bitch. I go back to Italy.