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An Italian friend of mine called me up and told me that his
great uncle Tony died. Tony was a good old guy who used to
sit in on our poker games when the mood struck him.
"I’m sorry," I offered my friend. "He was a neat old guy. I’ll
miss him. How’s your mother?"
"Oh, she’s alright," he said. "My aunt Maria called and told
her how it happened. My mom immediately went and turned on the
oven. I asked her what was up and she told me. I gave her a hug,
told her to sit down and that she didn’t have to cook for me
tonight. She hit me over the head and screamed, ‘I’ma no cook
for you’a tonight, che cazzo (you dick)! I’ma cook for da
funeral.’"
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