Insured by Mafia

An old Italian Mafia Don is dying and he called his grandson to his bed. Grandson I want you to listen to me. I wanta you to take my 45 automatic pistol, so you will always remember me. But grandpa I really don’t like guns, how about you leaving me your Rolex watch instead.
You listen to me, some day you going to run the bussiness, you going to have a beautiful wife, lots of money, a big home and maybe a couple od bambino, some day you going come home and maybe find your wife in bed with another man. What you gonna do then? Point to you watch and say, “TIMES UP”?












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