That topic has been hot here in Chicago where the suit started. Personally, I'm 1/4 Italian and I don't take offense to it. Why? Because only a completely brain dead person would think ALL Italian-Americans are like Tony and his pals.
Why can't we all laugh and be friends? Here's one that cracked me up...
A little old lady had always wanted to join a local biker club. One
day she goes up and knocks on the door. A big, hairy, bearded
biker with tattoos all over his arms answers. She proclaims, "I
want to join your club."
The guy was amused, but says she needs to meet certain biker
requirements in order to join. The biker asks,"Do you have a motorcycle?"
The little old lady replies, "Yep... my bike's parked over there", and
points to a Harley in the driveway.
The biker asks, "Do you drink? "The little old lady replies, "Yep... drink like a fish.
I'll drink any man in your club under the table."
The biker asks, "Do you smoke?" The little old lady replies, "Yep... smoke like a chimney. At
least 4 packs of cigarettes a day and a couple of cigars in the evening,
while I'm shooting pool."
The biker is very impressed and asks, "Last question, have you ever been picked up by the fuzz? "
The little old lady thinks for a minute and says, "Nope ... but I've been swung around by my
nipples a few times." |
