pwahahaha. I wish I could be a piano.
There is nothing as funny as organized crime’s paper-thin attempts at subterfuge.
“what’s a truck?”
“Whoa, hey, who says I have a mother?”
I am slightly confused as to whether the process of delivering the “piano” will be like eggs in coffee, or if the recipient’s full name is Giuseppe Two-hands like eggs in coffee. Or perhaps one of the legitimate delivery men simply has a fondness for eggs in coffee, much like the notorious Eddie the Squash.
It’s the process of delivery that will be like eggs in coffee. Were it the mark’s name, the capitalization would be different: Giussepe Two Hands Like Eggs in Coffee.
I would guess he’s called Giuseppe Two-Hands because he has two hands?
(Now, if only I could remember where I’ve heard that joke before…)
Oh yeah! It was in the Talkin’ ‘Bout Your Generation Book of Everything Ever, specifically the section on Comebacks.
Huh. It’s been a running joke in my household for years: nickname someone after whatever it is they’re doing in a normal fashion.
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