Monday, October 13, 2014
The Irreverence of Small Groups
Three Italian-American Stallions
1
You got jaggedy things sliding around
in your eyes?
2
Yeah! Multi colors.
1
That's the clincher!
3
Ebola?
1
A certainty. And note how black he is!
2
Hey, Ignoramus! Sturdy Sicilian peasant stock!
3
Mafia.
2
A few family members, but just keeping their
hand in.
1
My Friend, OUR oldest predecessors hailed from
the cultured cities. From Rome and Florence!
3
And we go back to Caesar! Whitely.
1
Who screwed up on the Ides of March crap,
or he'd still be with us.
3
Whereas you?
1
Busting clods of shit with webbed feet!
2
So now I'm a duck? I don't get no respect!
1
By way of alleviation, allow me soon to escort
raw you unto my Corridor of Art.
3
He got two paintings.
1
Number One: “Mussolini Midst the Flowers.”
3
Or, “The Ghinny in the Garden.”
2
Can't wait.
1
And Number Two...!
3
“The Ghinny in the Gas Station.”
1
Hanging upside down, unfortunately. Duce, not painting.
3
Mistress alongside. But the Partisans tied her skirt for modesty sake.
2
The morals of murderers.
1
From an old Puritan strain that 's big here now.
3
Enough culture! What'll we do with our Ebola paison?
1
Unfortunately, my Hazmat Suit is hanging in Mother's closet. Maybe my Father can bring it on the bus.
3
He standing guard on it presently?
1
Yeah! Retired. You know how they are.
3
Too much fuss and bother! Let's pour about
a gallon of homemade Ghinny Red down him!
1
And watch pro football?
2
Si! Any Italian players?
1
Most of your color, but not ethnicity.
Labels: black, Ebola, execution, football, Italian, Mussolini, partisan, war
