Italy Is Made of Tuff Stuff.
It takes some guts to be really close when you have a huge amount of money coming down the pike and you don't seem particularly thrilled.
And yet, when it comes to these kinds of things, this really is a thing of the past. Not only did you never want to buy anything, but you couldn't afford to buy anything… except for the old 'taff stuff'.
[FIERI: If I could fly high above the world... Would I see a bunch of living dots spell the word stupidity? Or would I see hungry lover homicides? Loving brother suicides? And olly olly oxen frees who pick a side and hide?]
[In the oven, 350°? These actually go in at 500°. Oh, so you're really just gonna sear them off? Yeah. And we're only gonna roast them for about eight minutes.]
[MAN: Nothing better than having a platter of chicken wings a perfect, enduring friendship between a couple of freaks. They are my favorite wings. It's hot. It's hot.]