An Old Italian Man Is Dying.

An old Italian man is dying.

He calls his grandson to his bedside.

“Guido, I wan’ you lissina me. I wan’ you to take-a my chrome plated .38 revlver so you will always remember me.”

“But grandpa, I really don’t like this. How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?”

“You lissina me, boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos. Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man. Whata you gonna do then? Point to your watch and say, Times Up?”