Did you hear about the Italian chef that died? He pasta way. We cannoli do so much. His legacy will become a pizza history. Poor man - here today, gone tomato. I suppose that he just ran out of thyme. His wife, poor thing - cheese still not over it. You never sausage a tragic thing.
Boru
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson