Italiaman

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Italiaman

The Italian man, who went to Malta

One day am I going to Malta and went to a biga hotel. In a morning I go down a to eat a breakfast. I tell a waiteress I wanna two pieces of toast.
She brings me only one piece. I tell her I want two piece. She say GO TO THE TOILETTE, I say YOU NO UNDERSTAND, I WANT TWO PIECE ON MY PLATE.
She say, YOU BETTER NO PISS ON THE PLATE, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
I don’t even know the lady and she called me a son of a bitch.

Later, I go to eat a to the biga restaurant. The waitress brings me a spoon and a knife, but no fork. I tell her, I WANNA THE FORK. She tell to me, EVERYONE HERE WANNA FUCK. I tell her, YOU NO UNDERSTAND, I WANNA FORK ON THE TABLE.
She say, YOU BETTER NOT FUCK ON THE TABLE, YOU SON OF A BITCH!

So I go back to my room in a hotel and there is no sheets on the bed.
I call the manager and tell him I WANNA SHEET. He tell me to go the toilette, I say YOU NO UDERSTAND, I WANNA SHEET ON MY BED! He say YOU BETTER NOT SHIT ON THE BED, YOU SON OF A BITCH!

I go to the check out and the man on the desk say PEACE ON YOU, I say PISS ON YOU TOO, YOU SON OF A BITCH!

I’m going back to Italia.

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