Showing posts with label momma there goes that man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label momma there goes that man. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Things Italian Moms Say, Parts II and III

I, myself, have heard, "Hey, get a mopina and clean that up!" more than a few times.  (As always, the "a" at the end, like ricotta, pronounced "rigot" in Southern Italiy/Sicily, is dropped:  mopeen).

(Some other interesting background.  For example, I have heard the phrase "chigoots" or something like that.  It turns out that is "che cazzo vuoi," which in Southern Italy/Sicily slang is shortened to "chigoots" because the c becomes a g, or almost a g.  It means, literally, "What the penis do you want?"  but colloquially can be used in many contexts, such as "What are you doing?  You are an idiot! Get away from me!"  Now THAT is a phrase that will come in handy, people.)





With hugs to Jenn Merolla.

Thursday, March 07, 2013

Hand down, man down

People. I got an email from David Boren yesterday afternoon telling me that "shots were fired" in Central Normatopia.

Would you like to know why?

Massive stupidity.

Dude #1 puts a microphone up for sale on Craigslist.

Dude #2 stops by to check out the merchandise. Asks if he can take it outside and show it to his girlfriend.

Dude #1 laughs in his face agrees and lets him go outside with the mic without following him.

Dude #2 prepares to make tracks.

Dude #1 runs outside with a handgun and starts shooting at the rapidly retreating car of Dude #2, then gets in his own idiot-mobile and starts chasing after his beloved microphone.

I like to think Dude #1 was screaming, "Momma there goes that man" as he gave hot and lethally intended pursuit to the miscreant.

Hat tip to D. Boren and RK Gaddie.