LONG TIME NO READ MY LOVEEZ!!After a long day of moving my chess pieces, I drop Cris and Nonna back to Uncle Lucca's Palace for the night. I scoop Matteo up from the office in Rose, a 1959 Buick LeSabre, and we head to Nonna's for dinner.
We drive through the countryside with Matteo rapping horribly. Once the ringing in my ears gets unbearable, I cut it off.
"Hey! Stavo ascoltando quello!"
(Hey! I was listening to that!)
"Più come massacrarlo. E le mie orecchie. Se la nonna mi picchia di nuovo con le pinze perché non riesco a sentire, ti ficco quelle pinze in gola."
(More like massacring it. And my ears. If Nonna beats me with tongs again because I can't hear, I'm shoving those tongs down your throat.)
"Non ho mai provato delle tenaglie lassù prima. Kinky."
(I've never tried tongs before. Kinky.) He smirks.
"Hai bisogno di aiuto professionale."
(You need professional help.)
"Sei un professionista. Ora ho solo bisogno di aiuto."
(You are a professional. Now I just need help.)
I look at him briefly and crack up laughing. "Uno di un fratello gentile."
(One of a kind brother.)
"Come se tu potessi occuparmi di due di me."
(As if you could handle two of me.)
"Sto avendo problemi con quello."
(I'm having problems with the one.)
He gasps dramatically. "Significa che sono l'unico che può risolvere il tuo problema?"
(Does that mean I'm the only that can fix your problem?)
I slow down briefly and slap him in the head. He rubs his head. "Violento. Forse hai bisogno di un aiuto professionale?"
(Violent. Maybe you need professional help?)
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Don Salvatori WMBW (NAIVE SEQUEL)
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