A Pair of Teeth

So I had a particularly bad day at work today, and my fucked-up Scots Irish DNA compelled me to get my drink on.  There’s a FANTASTIC Italian restaurant in my complex, so I went down and had a steak, plus a glass of white wine as an aperitif, an entire bottle of red wine with my steak, and a glass of lemon liqueur as a desert.  All in all an spectacular evening of food and booze.

Here’s one for you, the best Italian food I’ve ever had was in Cozumel, Mexico.

How in hell does a dinky little island with a permanent population of about 4500 get such good Italian food?

Best Italian I ever hand, hands-down, was in Sao Paolo, Brazil.  The place was run by italian immigrants called La Famagia Mancini.

If you ever get the opportunity you MUST go.

Best Italian Ive had was in Zadar, Croatia. Can’t say you should go there though.

Ok, so what’s the name of this place? I haven’t had any good Italian food since the little place on Wang Fu Jing st. closed.

Dunno, it’s the Italian place in the Phoenix City Shopping Arcade, right next to the Weider-Tera fitness center.

Thought your Scots/Irish DNA might enjoy this joke I just received:

The Swede’s wife steps up to the tee and, as she bends over to place

her ball, a gust of wind blows her skirt up and reveals her lack of
underwear.

‘Good God, woman! Why aren’t you wearing any skivvies?’, Ole demanded.

Well, you don’t give me enough housekeeping money to afford any.’

The Swede immediately reaches into his pocket and says, ‘For the
sake

of decency, here’s a 50. Go and buy yourself some underwear.’

Next, the Irishman’s wife bends over to set her ball on the tee. Her

skirt also blows up to show that she, too, is wearing no undi
es.

‘Blessed Virgin Mary, woman! You’ve no knickers. Why not?’

She replies, ‘I can’t afford any on the money you give me.’

Patrick reaches into his pocket and says , ‘For the sake of decency,

here’s a 20. Go and buy yourself some under wear!’

Lastly, the Scotsman’s wife bends over. The wind also takes her skirt

over her head to reveal that she, too, is naked under it.

‘Sweet mudder of Jaysus, Aggie! Where ta friggin hell are yer
drawers?’

She too explains, ‘You dinna give me enough money ta be able ta

affarrd any.’

The Scotsman reaches into his pocket and says, ‘Well, fer the love ‘o

decency, here’s a comb..... Tidy yerself up a bit.