We had my Daughter's Christening in Italy at an agritourismo. Nice place, great food. Until they brought out the head of the pig that we'd been eating. The Italians were chowing down on this thing. Ok, I'm fine with that. Just another part of the pig.
Then, they started plucking out the eyes.
I grabbed a bottle of wine and beat feet.
Sad thing was, the thing looked like a guy I went to High School with.
Then, they started plucking out the eyes.
I grabbed a bottle of wine and beat feet.
Sad thing was, the thing looked like a guy I went to High School with.