Blackadder
Professionell fegis
A letter sent to the manager in a youth-hotel in London from a young Christian Italian man.
Dear, Mr Manager.
I comma to your hotella and I wasa to stay for thrie days.
I check in and go to my rom. When I go in I puta my bags on the bed and se there is no shiit in the bed. How can I sleep with no shiits in the bed?
So, I calla to the receptione and tella her that I wanna shiit.
She say: then you better go to the toilet, se says.
I say: no, no. You don´t understand I wanna shiit in my bed!
She say, you better not shit in your bed you sonnowabitch, and hanga up on me!
I think I will talk witha her in persona when after lunch. So later wenna I go for lunch I sitta down at a table and se there is spon, knife but no fock. How canna I eat without no fock?
I calla the waitress and say I wanna fock!
She say: Well don’t we all want to fuck?
I say: No, no you don’ta understand, I pionta in the table and say I wanna you to give me a fock on the table!
She say: Go to hell you sonnowabitch!
Second person, who doesn’t even nows me calla me sonnowabitch.
What is sonnowabitch?
So I thinka she is angrie with me so I calla other waitress and aska her for juce, egg, bacon and two piisis of toast.
When she commes I geta juce, egg, bacon and one piis of toast.
I thinka this is wrong and I pointa on the plate and tella her I wanna piis.
She say: Well then you better go to the toilet!
I say: No, no, you don’t understand I wanna piss on my plate!
She say: You better not piss on your plate you disgusting sonnowabitch!
Third person whoa doesent even now me calla me sonnowabitch!
What is sonnowabitch?
Enyway I think there is not a nice hotella and I wanna check out so I go.
So I thinka you are not so servise minded in your hotella.
So, god by Mr Manager, you sonnowabitch.
Dear, Mr Manager.
I comma to your hotella and I wasa to stay for thrie days.
I check in and go to my rom. When I go in I puta my bags on the bed and se there is no shiit in the bed. How can I sleep with no shiits in the bed?
So, I calla to the receptione and tella her that I wanna shiit.
She say: then you better go to the toilet, se says.
I say: no, no. You don´t understand I wanna shiit in my bed!
She say, you better not shit in your bed you sonnowabitch, and hanga up on me!
I think I will talk witha her in persona when after lunch. So later wenna I go for lunch I sitta down at a table and se there is spon, knife but no fock. How canna I eat without no fock?
I calla the waitress and say I wanna fock!
She say: Well don’t we all want to fuck?
I say: No, no you don’ta understand, I pionta in the table and say I wanna you to give me a fock on the table!
She say: Go to hell you sonnowabitch!
Second person, who doesn’t even nows me calla me sonnowabitch.
What is sonnowabitch?
So I thinka she is angrie with me so I calla other waitress and aska her for juce, egg, bacon and two piisis of toast.
When she commes I geta juce, egg, bacon and one piis of toast.
I thinka this is wrong and I pointa on the plate and tella her I wanna piis.
She say: Well then you better go to the toilet!
I say: No, no, you don’t understand I wanna piss on my plate!
She say: You better not piss on your plate you disgusting sonnowabitch!
Third person whoa doesent even now me calla me sonnowabitch!
What is sonnowabitch?
Enyway I think there is not a nice hotella and I wanna check out so I go.
So I thinka you are not so servise minded in your hotella.
So, god by Mr Manager, you sonnowabitch.
