Gio Skrevet September 22, 2006 Rapporter Skrevet September 22, 2006 I wanta shit in my bed The Manager Y.M.C.A Hotel London Roma, 28. September. Dear Signore Direttore, Now I am tella you story wot I was a-treated at your hotella. I am a-comma from Roma as tourist to London and stay as a-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 wanta shit" They tella me: "Go to toilet" I say: "No, no I wanta shit in my bed." They say: "You'd better not shit in your bed, you sonna-wa-bitch." I go down for breakfast into restorante. I order bacon and egga and two pissis of toast. I gotta only one piss of toast. I tella waitress and point at toast: "I wanta piss." She tella me: "go to toilet." I say: "No, no I wanta piss on my plate." She then say to me: "You'd bloddy wella not piss on the plate, you sonna-wa-bitch." That is the second person who do not even know me calla me "sonna-wa-bitch", and why is your staff replying "go to toilet"? is that a modern tella? I do not understand, please tella me! Later I go for dinner in your ristorante. Spoon and knife is laid out, but no fock. I tella waitress. "I wanta fock." And she tella me: "Sure, everyone wanta fock." I tella her: "No, no you don't understand me, I wanta fock on the table." She tella me: "So you sonna-wa-bitch want a fock on the table? - Get your ass out of here!" How comma this christian hotella tella the guest in such bed manner? So I go to rezeptione and ask for bill. I no wanta stay in this hotella no more. When I have paid the a-billa the portier say to me: "Thank you, and piss on you." I say: "Piss on you, too, you sonna-wa-bitch, I now go back to Italy." Direttore, I never gonna stay in your hotella no more, you sonna-wa-bitch. Sincerely Dicci Elgré
Guest Supermule Besvaret September 22, 2006 Rapporter Besvaret September 22, 2006 For satan G...............
claus Besvaret September 22, 2006 Rapporter Besvaret September 22, 2006 I wanta shit in my bed The Manager Y.M.C.A Hotel London Roma, 28. September. Dear Signore Direttore, Now I am tella you story wot I was a-treated at your hotella. I am a-comma from Roma as tourist to London and stay as a-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 wanta shit" They tella me: "Go to toilet" I say: "No, no I wanta shit in my bed." They say: "You'd better not shit in your bed, you sonna-wa-bitch." I go down for breakfast into restorante. I order bacon and egga and two pissis of toast. I gotta only one piss of toast. I tella waitress and point at toast: "I wanta piss." She tella me: "go to toilet." I say: "No, no I wanta piss on my plate." She then say to me: "You'd bloddy wella not piss on the plate, you sonna-wa-bitch." That is the second person who do not even know me calla me "sonna-wa-bitch", and why is your staff replying "go to toilet"? is that a modern tella? I do not understand, please tella me! Later I go for dinner in your ristorante. Spoon and knife is laid out, but no fock. I tella waitress. "I wanta fock." And she tella me: "Sure, everyone wanta fock." I tella her: "No, no you don't understand me, I wanta fock on the table." She tella me: "So you sonna-wa-bitch want a fock on the table? - Get your ass out of here!" How comma this christian hotella tella the guest in such bed manner? So I go to rezeptione and ask for bill. I no wanta stay in this hotella no more. When I have paid the a-billa the portier say to me: "Thank you, and piss on you." I say: "Piss on you, too, you sonna-wa-bitch, I now go back to Italy." Direttore, I never gonna stay in your hotella no more, you sonna-wa-bitch. Sincerely Dicci Elgré Der er rent faktisk lavet en totalt griner sang, med nøjagtig den tekst....
Gio Besvaret September 22, 2006 Forfatter Rapporter Besvaret September 22, 2006 Der er rent faktisk lavet en totalt griner sang' date=' med nøjagtig den tekst....[/quote']Det er lidt en gammel klassiker, som jeg er stødt på igennem flere år...og idag dukkede den, endnu engang, op på min mail - og *puf* sunddebatfredags-haha-indlæg...for de som al´så ikke kendte den i forvejen
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