ITALIAN LANGUAGE

My friend Gabriella and I are in the mountains in the open air, the ski season is ending and the snow is melting giving way to mud. Wet and soft mud that surrounds the bench where we are sitting and inevitably smears all our boots: luckily the slave is always with us and ready to clean the soles with his tongue. The amount of mud is really exaggerated and after a while not only his tongue but his whole face are completely black and covered in mud, a disgusting and useless sight because when we get up from there our boots will get muddy again, but who cares, the be... Show more