NOTICE ANYTHING MISSING?

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This toilet has gone totally Italian!
Number 9 on the Hit Parade of things that went guasto (kaput/busted) while D and G were away on vacation was J's toilet seat. How did it happen? 
Another "mistero"--that's the Italian language showing how easy it can be to trick the unsuspecting speaker of English into a spelling goof.

Now I don't want to accuse anyone, but I noticed it  "dopo"("after") our very thorough, "robusta" cleaner, the former Moldovan surgical nurse, came to clean. J had naively gone off to Rome for two days to visit the kids, leaving his toilet seat behind and vulnerable.

On his return, it had become a dangerous weapon.


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