Italian joke

The 3 Prisoners and the Questioning
The 3 Prisoners and the Questioning It was 1943 during WWII, and an Italian officer, an imperial Japanese officer and a German officer got captured. They all sit in a cell and wait to be interrogated by the Allies. The German says: "My superior genetics will let me withstand every torture! I won't tell them anything!" The Japanese says: "I will never dishonor my country and tell them our secrets!" The Italian says: "I guess I'm screwed." First they pick the German and pull him out of the cell away from the others. The next day they bring him back with bruises and cuts everywhere and he says: "I have failed, I told them everything." Next they pick the Japanese. Two days later they bring him back badly beaten up and in a bad condition. He says: "I have dishonored the emperor and i don't deserve this life! I told them everything." Now they pick the Italian, who is already crying and asking for mercy. For two weeks they don't hear anything from the Italian and start wondering what happened to him. Then they bring him back, in a horrible condition, barely alive and the guard says: "I would have never believed that you guys would speak and the Italian is the one who wouldn't say a word to us." They throw him back in the cell and the German and the Japanese rush to him and ask what happened and why he didn't say anything. The Italian answers: "Mamma mia, I wanted to tell them everything, but then they tied my hands behind my back!"
A Different Type of Hell
A Different Type of Hell A man dies and goes to hell. Once there, he finds that there is a different hell for each country, so he tries to seek out the least painful one. At the door to German Hell, he is told: "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day." He does not like the sound of that, so he checks out American Hell, Russian Hell and many more. They are all similarly gruesome. However, at the Italian Hell a long line of people are waiting to get in. Amazed, he asks, "What do they do here?" He is told: "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Italian devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day." "But that's the same as the others," says the man. "Why are so many people waiting to get in?" "Because of the power cuts, the electric chair does not work. The nails were paid for but never supplied, so the bed is comfortable. And the Italian devil used to be a civil servant, so he comes in, signs his time sheet and goes back home for private business."