PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.

The Italian Honeymoon
After returning from his honeymoon in Florida with his new bride, Virginia,
Luigi stopped by his old barbershop in Jersey to say hello to his
friends.
Giovanni said, "Hey Luigi, how was da treep?
Luigi said, "Everyting wasa perfecto except for da damma train ride down"
Whata you mean Luigi? asked Giovanni.
Well we boarda da train at Grana Central Station. My beautiful Virginia, she
pack a biga basket a food.
She brough ta da vino, some nice cigars for me, and we were lookina
forward to da trip, and open upa da lunch basket.
The conductor e come aby waga his finger at us anda say, '
no eata indisa car. Musta use a dining car.'
So me and my beautiful Virgina, we go to da dining car. eat a biga lunch and
starta ta open da bottle of a nice a vino!
Conductor
walka by again, waga his finger and say, 'No drinka indisa car! Musta
use a cluba car.' So we go to cluba car.

While a drinkina da vino, I starta to lighta my biga cigar. The conductore, he
waga his finger again and say, No smokina disa car.

Musta go to a smokina car.

"We go to a smokina car and I smoke a my biga cigar.

Then my beautiful Virginia and I, we go to a sleeper car anda go to bed.

We just about to go boombada boombada and the conductore , he walka through da
hallway shouting at a top of his voice.

Nofolka Virginia !

sona-mub***ha-damma....
Next time, I'ma just gonna taka da bus

Coos Bay Tom Loc: coos bay oregon

Good one

pafret Loc: Northeast

Ancient, I first heard this one in 1952. Still the same story but not as funny, we had more Italian immigrants then.