he's crazy. whattya gonna do? he's nuts. i got the nice fagioli in the icebox over here.

with nothing thrilling to do on a friday night...and with our bitches and booze party only including pat...guido decided we needed to get more italian...so after i made him dinner (...) we sat down to some frank & fritzy...old italian mobsters who were wiretapped back in the 80s...

then guido here thought that his hair wasnt quite playing the part of greasy wop...so taking his hand he wiped the grease from his face to his hair and slicked it back...

i laughed hysterically...

then he threatened to push me down a flight of stairs...

the picture does not do it justice...