The Don

THE DON An Old Italian Mafia Don is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside.   "Grandson, I wanna you lissina to me.  I wanna for you to taka my chrome plated .38 revolverso you will always remember me."   "But grandpa, I really don't like guns. How aboutyou leave me your Rolex watch instead?"   "You lissina me. Somma day you gonna be runna dabusiness, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money,a big home and maybe a couple of bambinos.   "Somma day you gonna coma home and maybe findayour wife inna bed with another man.   "Whatta you gonna do then... pointa to your watch and say, Times Up?"