An old Mafia don lies sick on his death bed, his family gathered around.
The old man lifts his head, and turns to his 12-year-old grandson:
“Vinny, mya boy, I’m a die. I givva you mya pearl-handled .38 revolver.”
Vinny, never shy, says, “Thank you, grandfather — but I’d rather have your Rolex watch.”
The old man lies quiet for a moment.
“Vinny, youa good-a-lookina boy.”
“Somma day you grow up, havva lotta money, marry you-a beautiful-a girl.”
“You havva lotta beautiful-a children like-a me.”
“You-a big-a man in-a Organization, you know?”
‘Then one-a day you comma home, you finda you wife, she a sleepin’ in you bed with another-a man.”
“So what-a you-a gonna do?”
“Looka ata you watch and say, ‘Time’s a up???”
5 comments so far ↓
Beverly // Apr 11, 2007 at 10:30 am
Ha, Ha! I hope you don’t mind, but I nominated you for the thinking blogger award on my blog.
kenju // Apr 11, 2007 at 11:55 am
Good joke! I seconded Beverly’s nomination.
Vicki Small // Apr 11, 2007 at 6:20 pm
Cute!
I’ve been tagged (oh, that Beverly!) and was going to tag you, but then I saw that Beverly already had–proving once again the old saw about great minds and tracks.
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Moof // Apr 18, 2007 at 4:45 pm
Gee … I gave you the “Thinking Blogger Award” back in the middle of March! I do believe you can consider yourself awarded!
Good joke … and I’ve got to say, quite a good Italian accent, too! >;o)
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