The second installment of Basketbawful's and my trip to Italy is the most disturbing and creepiest of the trilogy (I hope). With mention of Italian gas chambers, a run-in with a naughty bidet, and ill-mannered disturbances at the Pisa Baptistry and Cemetery, here's where it gets weird.

Having pretty much given up on our effort to locate basketball in Italy, Basketbawful and I are now exhausted and punch drunk, only able to entertain ourselves with giant calzones, Stracciatella gelato (which is basically a high octane, kick-ass version of chocolate chip ice cream), and nightly doses of fun from our friends at Rifftrax. As a result of our growing weariness, our focus strays from basketball (mostly), and turns to childishness and chicanery.

Watch in horror. Don't say you haven't been warned.

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