An old Italian man is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside, Guido, I wan’ you lissin ame. I wan’ you to take-a my chrome plated..38 revolver so you will always remember me.”
“But grandpa, I really don’t like guns..how about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?”
“You lissin ame, boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lots a 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 anotherr man.
“Whatta you gonna do then? Point at you watch and say, ‘times up'”?