Marco had a great run this week with a string of gems, including:
John is like a vagina; very soft and very sensitive. His palate is questionable and his motives are questionable.
ELV note: The following exchange took place today in the comments thread about Parma, and we thought it was interesting enough to be brought forward on the site. Loyal reader Tom writes:
Dear ELV,
I love Italian food; for me it is the best food in the world. I feel that you can eat it every day a be very very happy. I like the fact that it simple and all based on great ingredients. Or at least it is in Italy.
ELV note: This missive showed up under the comments thread for our Le Thai post of last week. Any assistance our loyal readers can give us (or our staff) in translating or interpreting it would be most appreciated.
Dear Johnny Boy,
I bet you live in Summerlin and sleep in 600 thread count unwashed for weeks sheets only because in your drunken stupor you forgot to schedule the maid to do your menial work while you get shitfaced on the house so you can later extol the virtues of the working class of which you so desperately try to assimilate with by giving glowing reviews that only pale next to your eternally white suit.