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NEWS JUST IN FROM AMERICA !!!
Woman
stops gator attack with a small Beretta pistol."
This is a story of self-control and marksmanship by a brave,
cool-headed woman with a small pistol against a fierce predator. What
is the smallest
caliber that you would trust to protect yourself?
A Beretta Jetfire testimonial.
Here is her story:
While out walking along the edge of a bayou just below Houma,
Louisiana with my soon to be ex-husband discussing property settlement
and other divorce issues, we were surprised by a huge 12-ft. alligator
suddenly emerging from the murky water and charging us with its large
jaws wide open. She must have been protecting her nest because she was
extremely aggressive.
If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire .25 caliber pistol with me,
I would not be here today! Just one shot to my estranged
husband's knee cap was all it took. The gator got him easily and I was
able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace. It's one of the
best pistols in my collection! Plus ... the amount I saved in
lawyer's fees was more than worth the purchase price of the gun.
Once again Myra brilliant xx
Your's also reindeer keeper. A laugh does us good, keep up tje good work xx
So what about this letter?
The manager
Y M C A Hotel
LONDON
Dear Signore Direttore,
Now I am a-tella you story I was a-trated at your hotella.
I am a-comma from Roma as tourist to London and stay as a-younga christian man at your hotella.
When I comma in my room I see there is no shit in my bed. How can I sleep with no shit in my bed? So I call down to receptione and tella: ”I wanta shit.” They tella me: ”Go to the toilet.” I say ” No no I wanta shit in my bed.” They say: ”You better not shit in your bed, you sonna-wa-bitch.”
What is sonna-wa-bitch?
I go down for brekfast into ristorante. I order bacon and egga and two pissis of toast. I getta only one piss of toast. I tella waitress and pointa at toast: ”I wanta piss.” She tella me: ”Go to toilet.”I say: ”O no, I wanta piss on my plate.” She then say to me : ”Youd bloody wella not piss on the plate, you sonna-wa-bitch.” Second person who do not even know me calla me sonna-wa-bitch.
Later I go for dinner in your ritorante. 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 you do not understand 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.”
So I go 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 peace on you..”
I say ”piss on you too, you sonna-wa-bitch. I go back to Italy. I never more comma stay in your hotella no more, you sonna-wa-bitch.”
Sincerely
Enrico Morelli