|Three Italian mothers were attending a football game. Each had a son
playing on the same team. At the start of the game, the first boy saw
his opportunity, grabbed the ball and running quickly, out-foxed the
opposing team, making the first touchdown. His mother, obviously
proud of her son, sprang from the bleachers, shouting in her broken
Italian accent, "Thatsa *my* boy! I raised him onna da Pet milk.
Ain't he-a fine?"
Soon, the second boy received the ball and in a spectacular run down
the field, made another goal for the team. Not wanting to be outdone
by the first boy's mother, the second boy's mother jumped from her
seat, exclaiming, "Thatsa *my* boy!! I raised him onna da breast
milk. Ain't he-a wonderful?"
The third boy, hadn't done so well, but finely someone threw him the
ball. He fumbled it, then recovered...running in the wrong direction,
fell with the ball, ran some more, stumbled again, dropped it once
more, recovered it and finally crossed the goal line on the wrong end
of the field. The third Italian mother couldn't stand it any longer.
Rising from her place in the stands, she shouted, "Thatsa *my* boy! I
raised him onna Milk of Magnesia. Ain't he-a the shits?"
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