Seriously, why are Italian guys so damn creepy?! I would like to now posit this statement and give you some examples: Italian Guys ARE Creepy. That, as you will soon see, is simply true.
But why, oh why, are they? That I honestly don’t know.
This is what happened when Britney Spears fucked a Leprechaun…
All kidding aside, I was terrified, mortified, and hysterically laughing when I saw this walk into my hostel in Dublin at 4am. My God, Dublin is a fucking crazy city – don’t bring your children here, that’s for sure!
Have you ever met a person where you just thought “wow, this is amazing; this is something special; this is simply someone that I want to be around.” You can’t explain it and you don’t know exactly why you feel this way but there is just something, something intangible that exists between you and this person.
Well, I met such a person while in Florence, Italy and it was the best 45 seconds of my trip to Italy.
Paris is such a beautiful and lovely city full of nice, warm, welcoming people that just want you to have an enjoyable time in the world’s capital of tourism.
Let’s talk about the time a crack whore chased me back to my hostel in Paris.