Go off, as in start ranting and raving?
Go off, as in like a bomb?
It’s weird, too, because don’t we say “go on” sale?
I don’t know. These are just the weird things that rattle around in my head. Please excuse the interruption. We now return to your regularly scheduled programming.
Which, by the way, hopefully is not this program called “The Show Must Go Off” that I turned up in my scholarly research for this post.
In case you were wondering if the quality of Italian television has improved vastly, or even at all, and in case you were wondering if the concept of crappy-ass variety show still existed, I am here to tell you: no, and yes. For your full viewing enjoyment, might I suggest you start at 2:20?