That's a good one, Kly. Another story from the local paper: Woman's pocketbook was rifled while shopping. She went back to a music store to ask the cashier if someone had tried to use her credit card there. The guy on line in front of her was returning 10 CD's--that he'd bought with her credit card that he stole.
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
