The Maltese Pigeon
What’s the difference between an old bus stop and a lobster with a boob job?
What’s the difference between an old bus stop and a lobster with a boob job?
In which I crush on rainy Italy.
I panic. We panic. I swear a lot. It’s basically what you’d expect a scene with two Aussie girls in a little Italian town to look like. There are impatient Italian drivers yelling and gesturing furiously, an old man watching as he smokes from his balcony, horns bleating, lots of nervous sweat, a dog.