Italy.
Where gnocchi flows like Chianti and everyone knows sign language. Hey, what’s an innuendo? An Italian suppository. Da-da—ching!
That was supposed to be a double snare click with 16” symbol crash. However, after a week in Bologna, the “Fat City,” my fingers feel too weighed down with parmesan and Prosciutto to care where this transition was going.
Also, Italians be pazzo. Did you know the hookers walk around with one breast hanging out?
Classy.
Just before Gotthard Pass in Switzerland.
Chocolate covered Parmesean.
Where gnocchi flows like Chianti and everyone knows sign language. Hey, what’s an innuendo? An Italian suppository. Da-da—ching!
That was supposed to be a double snare click with 16” symbol crash. However, after a week in Bologna, the “Fat City,” my fingers feel too weighed down with parmesan and Prosciutto to care where this transition was going.
Also, Italians be pazzo. Did you know the hookers walk around with one breast hanging out?
Classy.
Just before Gotthard Pass in Switzerland.
Chocolate covered Parmesean.
