“Yesterday afternoon I was filling out paperwork at the halfway house, you know the regular garbage-waste of time stuff, when my counselor says: ” So your name is ‘Tamagini’ huh, is that Italian?” “Ya-ha.” Idiot. ”And your mother’s maiden name is Capone so I guess that makes you all Italian - can you say somthin in Italian?” ”Yup.” “Really? Go ahead.” ”Get in trunk you mutt and stop breaking my cojones!” He shut up after that.
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