Which Reminds Me

Yes, I hope that you were not expecting me to pay for the crimes of the Italian riff-raff. One day during journalism class, working on the school paper, Kathy, my co-assistant editor, hit me on the abdomen and declared that I seemed to be pregnant, because, ok fine, my belly is not completely flat. I was never anorectic. And so I just shrugged that off as the most ridiculous thing, because anyway these Italians are so incredibly stupid, as if anyone is going to believe that. Ha ha ha!