Italy's Second Birthday, Redacted.

i told ma my ye, my italy story is that the second birthday is jake. The first birthday is a friend to remain nameless. Then we find out that j ke's birthday was actully, like six months ago. And frankly, none of us went to italy jakos birthday. We had troffle, peza, i lim rifles. It was delicious. I think it was the best meal. You're just a little jealous, cause the dinner you hoasted maybe didn't hit the notes you wanted to hit. Now, os, it would have been ver on. All right. And a e.