“La sculacciata”
Vedove ed orfanelli: chi non si bagna i cigli?
Un mio amico di scuola morì senza figli...
leaving the world a wonderful wife.
I went to pay a visit to desperate ...
Then, not knowing how to finish the evening,
kept the company in front of his remains.
contain them for pain and the worry,
told her about some stupid joke.
To keep a bit 'up, you're never too silly ...
After four strokes, she already off balance;
both were already in retaining the belly,
both had more tears in his eyes.
My pipe I went out of his pocket, meanwhile,
she saw me and said, "The lights ... or falls!
Do not be inhibited by moral commitments!
Although my husband hated tobacco,
that other damage, amoruccio, now it gets?
... How the hell did I put my country of origin? "
midnight. With exquisite gesture,
asked if we had appetite ...
And he added, "If our pain
leaked so far as to get us all'inedia,
everything, believe that the death remedy?"
And we made a dinner by candlelight.
"It seems to be asleep rather than dead!
It is not certain that he would give me wrong if
drown my sorrow in a little 'light wine of ... "
After the eighth drained the glass, which does not
remained nothing more to drink,
comnciava the widow to drink the brain!
"What Will the fate of Serbia! The life that weird! "
sighed, sitting on my leg-
And his lips glued to my wine,
" What a relief! "- He said" ... I was a little 'afraid that under these
mustache hairy pussy
could hide a cleft lip ... "
My mustache, a hairy pussy? Screanzata!
deserved to take a spanking ...!
So raising it a little and losing his temper,
very aware of making a high duty, but
closing his eyes to avoid seeing,
abbattei my hand on her e. .. Paff!
"ouch ouch ouch! I split ... Seated in the middle! "
and I lowered my face with great piety,
for fear of being too brutal.
But then I learned, and I was glad,
that the condition lasted for some time:
What a liar! The gap was already natural!
When I raised my hand, the second time,
I had no anger, no revolt ... And when I asked the
with great finesse,
"Have you noticed, sir, that I have a nice butt?
my hand fell, with no power.
And so the third blow was a caress.
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