>Don’t ask me… (about the sign of the cross)

>My uncle John – not a religious man – would never leave the house without crossing himself and chanting

“Watch, wallet, spectacles, testicles”


as he confirmed the existence and correct position of each item.

He’d be in trouble these days.

A judge in Italy has just convicted a man for clutching his genitals in a public place.

Which is a common superstitious practice to ward off impending doom.

Having experienced the place myself, it’s probably something you’d want to do as you crossed the road.

It’s a bugger if you’re a footballer, though.

You’re lined up in the wall for a free kick.

You either protect yourself (and get met by the Carabinieri as you leave the field)

Or start talking in a high-pitched voice.

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