It is way too late to be post something that funny. I was about to nod off, and now I am wide awake! Thanks alot, IS.
Way to early to click in too...
Love the hand gestures, my mom always said if you tied my hands down I wouldn't be able to talk.
You must be the woman I met going the opposite direction on the road the other day. She was talking on her cellphone and had to completely let go of her steering wheel so that she could gesture with her other hand. Now I know why so many states make it against the law to talk on the cell and drive at the same time.
Sorry mamatutu, I'm a late nighter.It is way too late to be post something that funny. I was about to nod off, and now I am wide awake! Thanks alot, IS.
Awesome!!Way to early to click in too...
Love the hand gestures, my mom always said if you tied my hands down I wouldn't be able to talk.
Sorry mamatutu, I'm a late nighter.
It's a funny scene but the guy isn't really convincing as a true Paisano...at least not to me. If you listen closely, he misses the Italian accent on a few of his words to the cop. He is good with the hand gestures though. I learned them when I was a kid because all my relatives used them.
Awesome!!
I showed it to my hub because he had a grumpy day today. It made him laugh. One of my friends in Darnestown before I moved here had parents that were born in Italy..she was born here, but when she was grown, they moved back to Italy. They only spoke Italian, when they were all together, and I used to demand that she invite me over when they were in the U.S. for a visit. I loved them. Her boys were named Michael Angelo and Mark Antony. The whole family was a blast! One of my favorite memories.
I'm soo biased but I had the greatest aunts, uncles and parents as a kid. My parents came from large families (7 & 9 kids) and most of my greatest memories came from the times we spent together. And the food, OMG! I still wonder how I stayed so skinny as a kid. Real home cooked Italian food! No bottled stuff for us...I showed it to my hub because he had a grumpy day today. It made him laugh. One of my friends in Darnestown before I moved here had parents that were born in Italy..she was born here, but when she was grown, they moved back to Italy. They only spoke Italian, when they were all together, and I used to demand that she invite me over when they were in the U.S. for a visit. I loved them. Her boys were named Michael Angelo and Mark Antony. The whole family was a blast! One of my favorite memories.
I'm soo biased but I had the greatest aunts, uncles and parents as a kid. My parents came from large families (7 & 9 kids) and most of my greatest memories came from the times we spent together. And the food, OMG! I still wonder how I stayed so skinny as a kid. Real home cooked Italian food! No bottled stuff for us...