Day Three, Wednesday morning. . .
Dead men tell no tales but hungover girls on a girls weekend? That’s a different story.
Poor Heather. She knows the story. She doesn’t know what to think. Old Italian friends? You can’t walk two feet without stepping on some Italians. The island’s lousy with them. Like my Italian Grandma Millie always said, “The Italians were eating with a knife and fork when the French were still eating each other.” Mario Batali actually said it, but whatever.
LuAnn says “Johnny Depp” a dozen times and counting and she says “Italian friends” even more than Ramona and Sonja say “girls' trip.” Did you see me in those pictures make the Sonja sexy face? Watch again.
Heave Ho Maties, until next week.