Lets head back to Italy this morning shall we?
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When you are in Italy you aren't supposed to be cranky.
It's Italy for goodness sake.
It's like not being in love in Paris.
You just gotta be in love in Paris.
You gotta be happy in Italy.
But there was this day...
My sister in laws shoes were tight.
My brother got frustrated because we kept getting lost.
Billy was just in a funk.
I was mad at Billy for being in a funk.
Anyway...
We walked...
and walked...
and walked...
and finally found out way up to this old castle.
Everyone was hungry and thirsty and tired.
and in everyone of these pictures we kinda look like we are faking being happy.
Hey - they look happy!
How dare they?
This guy definitely wasn't happy:
I wouldn't be happy either if a tiny little chain was tied around my ankle.
Unless it was an anklet.
And even then it people would probably say it was too young for me.
So, anyway we were all cranky so we ended up taking a bunch of pictures that look like this:
Um...could you just pretend to be happy?
Lets go easy with that sword.
I finally gave up and started taking pictures like this:
Oh, look its a turret.
Boring.
Back to people.
Hey!
We look happy.
Except, whats up with that thing I am doing with my arms.
Its weird.
I'm weird.
WAHHHHHHH!!!!!
But hey!
I was in Italy.
And for future reference here is a picture of me being in love in Paris.
Hey!
Thats not Billy!
Alas, it was 1993.
Billy hadn't re-found me yet.
I guess he was just being lazy.
"Hurry up and find me, Billy!"
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