We had a great conversation until we held hands, then she was speechless.
just open your fucking mouth ;p
We had a great conversation until we held hands, then she was speechless.
A German a Japanese and an Italian were caught by the Americans during ww2 and were tortured for information
The german kept silent for two days of intense torture then broke off and confessed everything
The Japanese lasted a little bit more for four days then he gave up and told them everything he knew
The Italian after five six seven days didn’t utter a single word so the americans gave up and put him back in prison with the other two
“I never witnessed such bravery and loyalty my whole life! How did you manage to go through all that and keep silent?!” Asked the german
“I wanted to confess on the first day but the bastards tied my hands ” answered the Italian
As an Italian I approve this joke.
I wouldn’t put it pasta…
I was outside walking with my Italian friend on briskly winter day when he asked if I wouldn’t mind talking for a little bit, his hands were freezing
I am not an Italian. Not even European.
But I get this complaint a lot from my spouse that I move my hands too much and I am trying to control it.
Is this some kind of personality?
Moms Italian and Dads Irish, I took after the Irish, my sister took after my Mom, to keep her from talking in class one of her teachers made her sit on her hands. She literally can’t talk without her hands.
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yuk yuk yuk, good one!
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