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The Italian who went to Detroit
The Italian who went to Detroit
One day I'ma go to Detroit to a bigga hotel. I go down to eat somma
breakfast. I tella the waitress I want to piss's a toast. She branga me only
one piss. I tell her I wanna two piss. She say go to the toilet. I say you no
understand. I wanna two piss on my plate. She said you better no piss on the
plate you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the lady and she call me a sonna
ma bitch......
Later, I go to eat somma lunch at the Drake Restraunt. The waitress
branga me spoon, ana knife but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tellsa me
everyone wanna fock. I tell her you know understand, I wanna fock onm the table.
She said you better not fock on the table, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know
the lady and she call me a sonna ma bitch.......
So I go back to my romm inna hotel, an theres no sheet onna my bed. I
calla the manager ana tella him I wanna sheet. He tellsa me to go to the toliet,
so I say you know understand, I wanna sheet on the bed. He say, you better no
shot on the bed you sonna ma bitch.......
I go to check out and the man at the desk say, peace to you. I say
piss onna you too, you sonna ma bitch......
I go back to Italy!!!!!!
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