Yeah, so I lied. Cry me a freakin’ river.
It was either put pen to paper, or knife to throat. Desperate times/measures, and all that crap.
Okay, technically, not pen to paper. More like middle fingers to keyboard.
Yes, I type with my middle fingers. It’s unconscious on my part. I’m Italian, and my hands are quite expressive. Which is a polite way of saying I can curse like a sailor without even opening my mouth.
So don’t ever tell me that immigrants don’t have any unique talents to contribute to this great country of ours.