As an old Italian Mafia Don lay dying he called his grandson to his
bed. "Grandson, I wanna you lisin to me. I want for you to take my
chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me."

"But," whined the grandson, "I really don't like guns, Grandpa. How
about leaving me your Gold Rolex Watch instead."

"You lisinna to me," responded the Don. "Somma day you goina be runna
da bussiness. You gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big home
and maybe a couple of bambino.

Somma day you goina coma home and maybe finda you wife in bed with
another man. Whatta do you goina do then?
Point to you watch and say, 'Times up?'"