Thanks gadjilupe

my missus was pissing herself a moment ago... she didn’t know what I was watching and kept hearing my name being called

another Spanish classic from 1985, not to be confused with “yo, el vaquilla” btw.
I was still in Madrid back then, an amazing place in the 80’s, when I was young and before the clan of the marquesa took over. Quite a few of the images in the film remind me in part of the esperpento you can still see today...