A Tourist In London
Dear Signore Dirrettore
Now I am tella you a strory how I was
treated at your hotella. I am comma
from Roma as tourist to London and
stay as y younga christian man at
your hotella.
When I comma in my room I see there
is no shit in my bed. How can I
sleep with no shit in my bed?
So I calla down to receptione and tella: 'I wanna shit!' They tella
me: 'Go to toilet'. I say 'no, no. I wanna shit i my bed.' They
say: 'You better not shit in your bed you sonnawabitch!' What is a
sonnawabitch?
I go down for breackfast into ristorante, I order bacon and eggs and
two pissis of toast. I getta only one **** of toast. I tella
waitress, and pointa of toast: 'I wanna ****'. She tella me 'go to
toilet'. I say: 'No, no. I wanna **** on my plate!'. She then say
to me: 'You bloody hella not **** on the plate, you sonnawabitch!'
What is a sonnawabitch?
Later I go for dinner in your ristorante. Spoon and knife is laid
out, but no fock. I tella waitress: 'I wanna fock!' And she tella
me: 'Sure everybody wanna fock!' I tella her: 'no no. You dont
understand me. I wanna fock on the table!' She tella me: 'So you
sonnawabitch wanna fock on the table? Get your ass out of here!'
So I go to receptione and ask for bill. I no wanna stay in this
hotella no more. When I heve paid the billa, the portier sy to me:
'Thank you and peace on you'. I say: '**** on you too, you
sonnawabitch! I go back to Italy! I never comma saty at your
hotella,'
your sonnawabitch!
SINCERELY,
Enrico Morelli Coniglio
Turista Italiano
HB, with a grin
Dear Signore Dirrettore
Now I am tella you a strory how I was
treated at your hotella. I am comma
from Roma as tourist to London and
stay as y younga christian man at
your hotella.
When I comma in my room I see there
is no shit in my bed. How can I
sleep with no shit in my bed?
So I calla down to receptione and tella: 'I wanna shit!' They tella
me: 'Go to toilet'. I say 'no, no. I wanna shit i my bed.' They
say: 'You better not shit in your bed you sonnawabitch!' What is a
sonnawabitch?
I go down for breackfast into ristorante, I order bacon and eggs and
two pissis of toast. I getta only one **** of toast. I tella
waitress, and pointa of toast: 'I wanna ****'. She tella me 'go to
toilet'. I say: 'No, no. I wanna **** on my plate!'. She then say
to me: 'You bloody hella not **** on the plate, you sonnawabitch!'
What is a sonnawabitch?
Later I go for dinner in your ristorante. Spoon and knife is laid
out, but no fock. I tella waitress: 'I wanna fock!' And she tella
me: 'Sure everybody wanna fock!' I tella her: 'no no. You dont
understand me. I wanna fock on the table!' She tella me: 'So you
sonnawabitch wanna fock on the table? Get your ass out of here!'
So I go to receptione and ask for bill. I no wanna stay in this
hotella no more. When I heve paid the billa, the portier sy to me:
'Thank you and peace on you'. I say: '**** on you too, you
sonnawabitch! I go back to Italy! I never comma saty at your
hotella,'
your sonnawabitch!
SINCERELY,
Enrico Morelli Coniglio
Turista Italiano
HB, with a grin
