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April 22, 2004

The Mafia Don

An old Italian Mafia Don is dying and he called his grandson to his bed. Grandson I wanna you lisin to me. I want for you to take my chrome plated 38 revolver so you will always remember me."

"But grandpa I really don't like guns, how about you leaving me your Rolex watch instead."

"You lisina to me, soma day you goin a be runna da bussiness, you goina have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big home and maybe a couple of bambino.

Soma day you goina coma home and maybe finda your wife in bed with another man. What you gonna do then? Point to your watch and say TIMES UP?"

Posted by Peskie at April 22, 2004 12:00 PM