Two hardened New Yorkers sit down in a Lower East Side restaurant. The waiter asks for their order. "A glass of tea," the first guy says. "For me, too," the second guy says. "And make sure the glass is clean."
Waiter returns with two teas. He asks: "Who wanted the clean glass?"
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
