Glad I did.
It was a relaxed start to Sunday e Napoli. Up at half past allora, 10 sets of stair running and a six pack of cornetti de creme and a machismo macchiato.
First job the marina with the plans for mio boat. I hope Gianluca is ready to sail.
Gianluca went to work. No sailing today.
This another treasure from Ercolana. This one is called the winners story.
It is also called "and that my friends is how I slayeth the Goliath"
Time to shield you eyes for a few moments.
These next facsimiles come from out the bedroom and the garden and the kitchen bench and the anniversary night in old ercolano.
The caption" I think it is down there"
According to the museotress this statue of the dick is about fertility and warding off evil spirits.
I don't understand the shadow at all....
Leda and that swan.
Apparently, it started with a kiss....
And a gentle embrace...
And then it went like this
In this one...
The hero (Zues) turned himself into a bull that somehow manages to get the hottie Europa to sit on him while her girlfireiendsio play kiss the bull on the cheeks. The Zuesio then carries Europa off to a meditteraynian isola called bournda and she has three kiddies by Zues...
In this next one Zues's mate Hercules gets it all wrong. I may have mentioned this earlier for those of you paying strict attentions.
Mrs Hercules is out with the kids in the chariot. It runs out of fire down near the creek. Good old Nessus who has the hot hot hots for the Deianeira offers assistance.
Hercules turns up just as the wife is being fondled in appropriate places and goes beserkio.
He pulls the Nessus hair and give him a foot up the arse.
Nessus says" it's because I am half a beast isn't it? "
Herc says" fuck off four legs"
Diana says" not in front the children please Herculio, let's just let the nice beastman help me and the children of a god cross this three foot deep creek"
The wife fell for the " it's a this big" line and it was all down hill from there.

And it all ended in tears.
In the room of the rude pictures at the museo Siena was very interested in the frescoes and accidently slipped one into her bag.
It was this one.
unfortunately an americano touristico squealed to the galleria heat and they took her away.
And then they had a huge punch up.
On the way home from the carabinieri we funicolari to Castellio st. Elmo.
I love the funicolari

And a Castillo view
And an evening twirl.
And an evening look out
Time to go the men's bar and watch the poms got flogged by gianluigi the goalie.
Grazie e arreviderci
Mio
















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