ITALIAN LANGUAGE

Me and a friend of mine, Dula, put on our amphibian boots and with a determined step we head towards the muddiest part of the courtyard. In fact, we want to get our soles really dirty and let the slave find a nice and dirty surprise. We enter my dungeon and he is there waiting for us where we ordered him to stand. He notices that we are losing pieces of mud from our shoes and, imagining what his task could be today, he loses words. He even forgets to say hello to us and we immediately scold him. This inattention will not only cause him to feed on mud and clean eve... Show more