Bob, was it you I saw setting up shop with the Brazilian Ladyboys on the side of the Viareggio-Firenze road in Tuscany last summer?
Or don't you want it mentioned.
(Oh hell, I'm gonna get moderated now.)
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling. – Samuel Taylor Coleridge