An elderly Mafia Don is on his deathbed, and called his grandson to his bedside.
"Grandson, I wanna you lissen to me. I want for you to take-a my chrome pistol, so you always be remember me."
"But Grandpa, Im-a not liking guns, how about you leave-a me your Rolex instead?"
"You lissena me, boy! Some-a day, you goin be runna da bizness, you will hava big house, da beautiful wife, maybe some bambino.
One day, you gunna come home, and maybe finda you wife in bed with another man!
What you gunna do? ... point atta da watch and say 'Hey! you finish yet?' "
