Fellow back from a trip to Italy. Co-workers asked him about the trip, wanted to know any amusing happenings. Fellow told about how he and his buddy decided to sample the local cuisine and went into a apothocary to purchase protective sleeves. Running up against the language barrier, they had to rely on gestures. Said they began by pointing at their crotches - look of bafflement on the part of the proprietor. More futile gestures ensued. Finally after consultation, they unzipped, displayed, pointed, and put some money on the counter. At this point, the gentleman behind the counter got a look of understanding, whipped out a huge instrument, swept the money off the counter, and with a smile of satisfaction, pocketed it.