Did you hear the one about the monkey at the bar?

Terrorism, obesity and ... oh yes, wet hair. "They" know all.

Sex after a baby is… dicey. Sometimes you need a little push.

Two women, a Rome bar, but this time the man is not the problem.

Just when you think you've won over la mamma ... something gets into her.

Sulking came first, then a rampage of sneak attacks.

Memories of departed family and pets are a better bet than macabre bling.

"Hey lady, feed me. Did someone tell you that you could sleep?"

An "urgent" trip back home to the land of (at least) a thousand crisps.

Then came the knock. She tightened the belt of the satin robe and opened the door...

For Fabio, there's only one functional time of day — afternoon. But please don't wake him.