I got a message from an italian man who clearly didn't speak english. I'm posting it only because I got such a kick out of how awful the translation was.
so....I’ll write you something about me…
On 20 February 1959 was born in Turin, dad from Napoli ( journalist) and mother from Genova (dressmaker), a child who was given the name of Walter.His parents decided that their coming to Turin should coincide with a substantial change in their lives. They built in that city a chocolate factory!
Walter, grew up to 18 years at home with mom, dad, baby-sitting, paternal grandmother at home and cocoa butter!
So ..... a movie !!!!!!!
Hopping to 27 years, Walter, after various studies imposed by parents (industrial chemical expert), emigrated to Milan starting themselves living out with friends until late, knowing people working and earning all alone .....A waiter in ice cream .. seller of insurance services .. Sales Manager ... .. university student worker in London! Cultural anthropology degree in the USA ... .. Boston Birmingham some years)Master .. super master .. bla bla bla ... .. an american girl married ... divorce from american girl ...Back in Milan i put up (in the literal sense really) an editorial today which are the Managing .....
ok I will stop otherwise bored
Nice to meet you!!
I travel a lot and often come in your country
A kiss colored
