I’m back and ready to Dunglish! Before I do, I want to share a piece of “Anglitalian” with you. After having toured Italy by car and spent hours reading signs, this is the funniest I saw in the touristy town of Sorrento. English was often badly written, but never used to sound cool, only to communicate, with the exception of some odd train station graffiti.
(By the way, you can now comment on the previous post, which I had closed.)