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An old Italian Mafia Don is dying, he called his grandson to his bed-side: Grandson I wanta you to lisina to me. I wanta you to taka miya .45 automatic pistol, so you will always remember miya.
But grandpa thanks a lot; I really don’t like guns, how about you leaving me your Rolex watch instead.
Oye, you lisina to me, sma-day you gonna runna da business. You gonna have a beautiful wife, Lutsa money, a biga home and maybe a couple od bambino. Sma-day you gonna come home and finda you wife in bed with another man. Whata you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, “TIMES UP”?











