J: One day, in a cabbage, I fell on my knees with a lady too mature for me and of the same appearance.
J: I offered her three times a sibaccio from my knees voluntarily. The third time, as far as possible. On the fourth, he pulled her fork into the right hip hemisphere (he didn’t want to be so radical, but the look of his wife forced to take tough measures).
J: Then came her husband and began to show me that I, such a fool, a decent woman with a fork in my ass.