The Manager
Y.M.C.A. - Hotel
LONDON
Roma 28 sept. 1981
Dear Singore 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 saty a-younga christian man at your hotella.
When I comma in my room I see there is no shit in the bed, how can I sleep with no shit in my bed? So I calla down to receptione an tella. "I want 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".
What is sonna-wa-bitch??
I go down for breakfast into restorante. I order bacon and egga and pissis of toast. I getta only on piss of toast. I tellawaitress, an poit at toast: "I wanta piss". She tella me: "Go to toilet". I say: "No, no I wanta piss on my plate". She then says to me: "You'd bloody wella not piss on the plate, you sonna-wa-bitch".
That is the second person who do not 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 restorante. 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 understanda me, I wanta fock on the table". She tella me: "So you sonna-wa-bitch wanta fock on the table? Get your ass out of here!!!"
How comma this christian hotella tella the guest in such bad manner?
So I got to receptione and ask for bill. I no wanta stay in this hotel 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!