When in Rome…

Current Situation:
The, very eager, Italian gentleman standing on the street corner next to the condom vending machine was not having it when I turned down his pitch to sell me the marijuana. He’s since upped his game, considering the tiny baggies of cocaine now visible in his hand. Don’t worry guys, he’s promised me that he is NOT the policia. Now that he’s confirmed that he’s just a drug dealer, and he’s nice, and he promised…so, clearly he’s an honest drug dealer; does anyone know anything about the street cred concerning cocaine quality here in Italy? …No?… Did I mention that there is a church directly across the street? Someone selling anything across from a church must be the real deal. It’s morals.

Ok. Gotta go. Let me know if you want me to pick you up anything while I’m here. Like, a ‘Roma’ t-shirt, maybe a festive shot glass… filled with cocaine, topped with condoms..? I’m on it. 👍🏻