Man Has a Right to Wear a Straw Hat in a Snow Storm, Says Magistrate HattingMagistrate Hatting? Sounds like a conflict of interest.
It was as if I was parting the Red Sea, on a Saturday evening when the chaperoned couples and families were taking their evening stroll through the piazza in their finest 90210 (that was the big thing at the time) T-shirts and Armani and Boss outfits, and they separated before aghast and pointing. Silent and furious that a young man should show his legs at the post-priandial hour on a Saturday night...It took a lot of will power to not begin limping and drooling and crying out through faux diseased lips and pretend forced laborious breathing:
"I am not... an animal!!"posted by Skygazer at 9:02 AM on September 16, 2011
I shit you not.
Although I might've muttered it playfully to a couple of people who looked frightening to have me speak to them...
I think even the backwater little Mezzogiorno towns of Sicily have joined the rest of the civilized world since then and become proper consumers of Western (i.e., American) casual wear and instantly hip EU denizens...
It was also the experience that made me realize that my town of birth was a hick town in Southern Italy, ie Sicily and that I wasn't really "Italian immigrant" and was more like from some farm animal molesting place in the country in Alabama or Mississippi or some shit like that...
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