Italians are fantastic people, really; they can work you over in an alley while singing an opera.
I have nothing but confidence in you, and very little of that.
They couldn’t pour piss out of a boot if you wrote the instructions on the heel.
The next time anyone asks you ‘What is Bertrand Russell’s Philosophy?’ the correct answer is ‘What year please?’
A tortured man who sprayed his loathing on anyone within range.
He acts like he’s got a Mixmaster up his ass and doesn’t want anyone to know it.