Mamma mia...
Venanzio and Lorenzo were sitting on a bench in a New York park. "Hey," said Venanzio, "do you likea biga fat woman with a longa straggley hair?" "No, I'ma no likea dat" replied Lorenzo. "Den, you likea da woman with a garlic comin' from her mouth alla da time?" inquired Venanzio. "Nope, I'ma no like dat kinda either!" said Lorenzo. "You musta likea da woman with a big, thicka hips anna varicose veins, no?" asks Venanzio. "Notta me!" answered Lorenzo. "Den whya you keepa screwin' my wife?" Venanzio asked.