A mafia don dies


The old Italian mafia don is dying and he calls his grandson to his bed.


“My Grandson, I wanna you lissina’ me. I wanna for you to tak-a my chrome plated .38 revolver-a so you will always remember me.”

“But Grampa, I really don’t like guns, how about leaving me your Rolex watch instead?”

“You lissin’ a me. Somma day you gonna be runna da bussiness, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big home and maybe a couple of bambino. Soma day you gonna coma home and maybe finda you wife in beda with-a another man. Whad’a ya gonna do then? Pointa to da watch and say, ‘TIMES UP’?”

Credit to Jeevan

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