ITALIAN HONEYMOON After returning from his honeymoon in Florida with
his new bride, Virginia, Luigi stopped by his old barbershop in
Jersey to say hello to his friends.
Giovanni said, "Hey Luigi, how wasa da treep?" Luigi said,
"Everyting wasa perfecto excepta for da traina ride down." "Whata
you mean, Luigi?" asked Giovanni. "Well, we boarda da train at
Grana Central Station. Mya beautiful Virginia , she packa biga
basketa food. She broughta da vino, some nice cigars for me, and we
were lookina forward toa da trip, and open upa da luncha basket ..
The conductore come aby, waga his finger at us anda say, 'noa eat
indisa car. Musta usea da dining car.' So, mea and mya beautiful
Virginia, we go toa da dining car, eata biga lunch and starta toa
open da bottle of a nicea vino! Conductore walka by again, waga his
finger and say, 'No drinka in disa car! Musta use a cluba car.' So,
we goa to da cluba car. Whilea drinkina da vino, I starta to lighta
my biga cigar. The conductore, he waga his finger again and say,
'Noa smokina disa car. Musta go toa smokina car ..' "We go to a
smokina car and I smokea mya biga cigar. Then mya beautiful
Virginia and I, we go toa da sleeper car anda go toa bed. We just
about to go boombada boombada and the conductore, he walka through
da hallway shouting ata da top of hisa voice.. 'Nofolka Virginia !
Nofolka Virginia !' "Nexta time, I'ma just gonna taka da bus.''