E per cominciare eccovi qua un piccolo intervento per farvi fare due risate: voi avete presente la favola di cappuccetto rosso e del lupo cattivo vero?
Ora provate ad immaginare il tentativo in chiave comica di tradurre questa famosa favola in una lingua straniera.... da parte di qualcuno che nn ha la piu' pallida idea di come si parli..
Curiosi?
Allora leggete qua:
Bellissim' story of cappuccett red
One mattin her mamma dissed:
'Dear Cappuccett, take this cest to the nonn, but attention to
the lup that is very ma very kattiv! And torn prest! Good luck! And
in bocc at the lup!'.
Cappuccett didn't cap very well this ultim thing but went away,
da sol, with the cest.
Cammining cammining, in the cuor of the forest, at acert punt she
incontered the lup, who dissed: 'Hi! Piccula piezz'egirl! 'Ndove do
you go?'.
'To the nonn with this little cest, which is little but it is
full of a sacc of chocolate and biscots and panettons and more and
mirtills', she dissed.
'Ah, mannagg 'a Maruschella (maybe an expression com: what a cul
that had) dissed the lup, with a fium of saliv out of the bocc.
And so the lup dissed: 'Beh, now I dev andar because the
telephonin is squilling, sorry.'
And the lup went away, but not very away, but to the nonn's
House.
Cappuccett Red, who was very ma very lent, lent un casin,
continued for her sentier in the forest.
The lup arrived at the house, suoned the campanel, entered, and
after saluting the nonn, magned her in a boccon.
Then, after sputing the dentier, he indossed the ridicol night
beret and fikked himself in the let.
When Cappuccett Red came to the fint nonn's house, suoned and
entered.
But when the little and stupid girl saw the nonn (non was the
nonn, but the lup, ricord?) dissed: 'But nonn, why do you stay in let?'.
And the nonn-lup: 'Oh, I've stort my cavigl doing aerobics!'.
'Oh, poor nonn!', said Cappuccett (she was more than stupid, I think,
wasn't she?).
Then she dissed: 'But...what big okks you have! Do you bisogn some collir?'.
'Oh, no! It's for see you better, my dear (stupid) little girl', dissed the nonn-lup.
Then cappuccett, who was more dur than a block of marm: 'But what
big oreks you have! Do you have the Orekkions?'.
And the nonn-lup: 'Oh, no! It is to ascolt you better'.
And Cappuccett (that I think was now really rincoglionited) said:
'But what big dents you have!'.
And the lup, at this point dissed: 'It is to magn you better!'.
And magned really tutt quant the poor little girl.
But (ta dah!) out of the house a simpatic, curious and innocent
cacciator of frod sented all and dissed: 'Accident! A lup! Its
pellicc vals a sac of solds'.
And so, spinted only for the compassion for the little girl,
butted a terr many kils of volps, fringuells and conigls that he had
ammazzed till that moment, imbracced the fucil, entered in the stanz
and killed the lup. Then squarced his panz (being attent not to rovin
the pellicc) and tired fora the nonn (still viv) and Cappuccett
(still rincoglionited).
And so, at the end, the cacciator of frod vended the pellicc and
guadagned honestly a sacc of solds. The nonn magned tutt the
leccornies that were in the cest. And so, everybody lived
felix and content (maybe not the lup!).
Io nn so voi ma a me è piaciuta moltissimo 
