Why is it that if I dressed anywhere near the way people dress for events like the Grammy’s, my mother would return from heaven and beat me about my face and head with a fresh baked loaf of Panarelli’s bread?
Why is it that if I dressed anywhere near the way people dress for events like the Grammy’s, my mother would return from heaven and beat me about my face and head with a fresh baked loaf of Panarelli’s bread?