The Italian who went to Malta with a tune.
L'audio sans la techno : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SE8IZjNeE8M
One day I´m gonna to Malta to a big hotel. In the morning I go down to eat a breakfast. I tell the waitress that I wanna two pieces of toast. She brings me only one piece. I tell her “I wanna two piece (piss)”. She said “Go to the toilet”. I said “You no understand. I wanna to piece (piss) on my plate”. She said “You better not piss on your plate you son of a bitch!” I don’t even know the lady and she called me the son of the beach. Latter, I go to eat at a bigger restaurant. The waitress brings me a spoon and a knife but no fork. I tell her “I wanna the fork (fock)” and she tells me “Everyone wanna fuck!” I tell her “You no understand. I wanna fork (fock) on the table!” She said “You´d better no fuck on the table! You son of a bitch!” So I go back to my room in the hotel, and there is no sheets (shits) on the bed. Called the manager and tell him “I wanna the sheets (shit)” He tells me to go to the toilet! I said “You no understand. I wanna the sheet (shit) on my bed”. He said “You´d better not shit on my bed, you son of a bitch” I go to the check out and the man at the desk said “Peace on you” and I said “Piss on you too, you son of a beach”. I´m gonna back to Italia, ‘Arrivederci’