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Tuesday, September 05, 2006, 6:46 pm
Since I am so sian now, I shall put up one huge fucking-stupid common joke. (The fucking part is learnt from Xiaxue one.) Here goes:

One day I'ma gonna comma Italia to Malta to stay in bigga hotella. In a morning I go down to eata breakfast in cafeteria. I tella waitress I wanna bacon and egga and two pissis toast. I getta only one piss of toasta. I tella her I wanna two piss. She say go to the toilet. I say you no understand. I wanna two piss onna my plate. She say you bloody wella not piss onna plate, you sonna ma bitch. I donna even know the lady and she call me sonna ma bitch.

Later I go to eata dinner at the biga restorante. The waitress bring a me a spoon and knife but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tella me sure, 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 bloody sonna ma bitch. I donna even know the lady and she call me sonna ma bitch.

So I comma back to my room inna hotella and there is no shits onna my bed. How can I sleep witha no shits onna my bed? I calla down receptione and tella manager I wanna shit. He tella me to go to toilet. I say you no understand. I wanna shit on my bed. He say you better not shit onna bed, you sonna ma bitch. I donna even know the man and he call me sonna ma bitch. I go to the checkpoint and ask for billa; I wanna stay no more in this hotella. After I pay the billa the man at the desk say: "Peace on you". I say piss on you too, you sonna ma bitch, I'ma gonna back to Italia.

I'm quite sure you all heard this fucking big joke. (The fucking part is learnt from Xiaxue one, again. AGAIN?) :]

THE ITALIAN WHO WENT TO MALTA.






Ernest