Erinnert mich irgendwie an diese Geschichte:
The Italian Who Went To America
"One day Ima go to No Fock, Virginia to a bigga hotel. I go down to eat soma breakfast.
I tell the waitress I wanna two piss toast. She bringa me only onea 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 say you better no piss on the plate you Sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the lady and she call me Sonna Ma Bitch.
Later I go to eat at Tyler Restaurant, the waitress, Virginia, bringa me a spoon, ana knife, but no fock. I tell her I wanna fock, Virginia. She tellsa me everybody wanna fock. I tell her you no understand, I wanna fock on the table. She say no fock Virginia on the table. You Sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the lady and she calls me a Sonna Ma Bitch and get the hell out of No Fock, Virginia.
So I go back to my room inna hotel, and there's no sheet on my bed. I calla the manager ana tell him i wanna sheet. He tells me to go to the toilet. So I say you no understand, I wanna sheet on the bed. He say you better not sheet on the bed, you Sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the man and ha call me Sonna Ma Bitch.
I go to check out and the man at the desk, he say "peace to you". I say piss onna you, too, you Sonna Ma Bitch. I go back to Italy!!!"
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