
First of all? 'm not fallen off the face of the earth. I owe a few people a few things - 'few' holding the lightest hue of sarcasm - and they're coming. They actually are.
Fancy that. *cough*
Second... well, World Champions. :D I saw the match in a big big screen and almost died at least a thousand of times. All of them dutifully notified to
wild_boys - poor woman, if I haven't made her hate her mobile nothing will. ^^; I'd actually planned to post this before the match... I'd also made a stupid
five (5) minutes doodle to stamp on the journal. In retrospective, I'm fairly glad I didn't make it in time to post it.
(And? This is the exact occasion when I wish that (a) I didn't live in a hole of a village and (b) the males in my group could take their heads out of their collective arses. Didn't see
one of them around. :P)
BUT!
A few days ago, something came to my attention... Totti (poor sod, by the by. If he hadn't got injured that badly, months ago, maybe he'd have played better.) learns English! :D
...it's all too likely that Italians alone will find this truly funny. But, you know. You might appreciate the English!rape side of the matter.
When it wants, it wants
(Quanno ce vò, ce vò)
But make me the pleasure
(Ma famme 'r piacere)
Don't extend yourself
(Nun t'allargà)
( Di tutto, di più! :D )You're welcome to add to the collection ;)