Nancy V. sends this little quiz to determine whether or not you're Italian (pronounced Eye-talian):
Why do Italians hate Jehovah's Witnesses? Because Italians hate all witnesses.
Do you know why most men from Italy are named Tony? On the boat over to America they put a sticker on them that said - TO NY.
You know you're Italian when . . . .
You can bench press 325 pounds, shave twice a day and still cry when your mother yells at you.
You carry your lunch in a produce bag because you can't fit two cappicola sandwiches, 4 oranges, 2 bananas and pizzelles into a regular lunch bag.
Your mechanic, plumber, electrician, accountant, travel agent and lawyer are all your cousins.
You have at least 5 cousins living in the same town or on the same block. All five of those cousins are named after your grandfather or grandmother.
You are on a first name basis with at least 8 banquet hall owners.
You only get one good shave from a disposable razor.
If someone in your family grows beyond 5' 9", it is presumed his Mother had an affair.
There were more than 28 people in your bridal party.
You netted more than $50,000 on your first communion. . . . . . . . . . . .
And you REALLY, REALLY know you're Italian when . . .
Your grandfather had a fig tree.
You eat Sunday dinner at 2:00.
Christmas Eve . . . only fish.
Your mom's meatballs are the best.
You've been hit with a wooden spoon or had a shoe thrown at you.
Clear plastic covers on all the furniture.
You know how to pronounce "manicotti" and "mozzarella."
You fight over whether it's called "sauce" or "gravy."
You've called someone a "mamaluke."
And you understand "bada bing".
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Elizabeth says, "This is being sent only to those whose level of maturity qualifies them to relate to it..." [Gee, thanks.]
1975: Long hair
2005: Longing for hair
1975: KEG
2005: EKG
1975: Acid rock
2005: Acid reflux
1975: Moving to California because it's cool
2005: Moving to Arizona because it's warm
1975: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor
2005: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor
1975: Seeds and stems
2005: Roughage
1975: Hoping for a BMW
2005: Hoping for a BM
1975: Going to a new, hip joint
2005: Receiving a new hip joint
1975: Rolling Stones
2005: Kidney Stones
1975: Being called into the principal's office
2005: Calling the principal's office
1975: Screw the system
2005: Up grade the system
1975: Disco
2005: Costco
1975: Parents begging you to get your hair cut
2005: Children begging you to get their heads shaved
1975: Passing the drivers' test
2005: Passing the vision test
1975: Whatever
2005: Depends
Just in case you weren't feeling too old already today, this will certainly change things...
The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1987.
They are too young to remember the first space shuttle blowing upon liftoff.
Their lifetime has always included AIDS.
Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.
The CD was introduced the year they were born.
They have always had an answering machine.
They have always had cable.
They cannot fathom not having a remote control.
Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.
Popcorn ha s always been cooked in the microwave.
They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.
They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.
They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.
They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane".
They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.
McDonald's never came in Styrofoam containers.
They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.
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Sandy is pretty scary, indeed. Somebody pass me the Murine. My eyes are burning.
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A tip of the cap to Damian for steering me to this gem. I giggled. A lot. You will, too.
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Catfish wants you to know...
At one time in my life, I thought I had a handle on the meaning of the word "service."
"The act of doing things for other people."
Then I heard these terms:
Internal Revenue Service
Postal Service
Telephone Service
Civil Service
City/County Public Service
Customer Service
Service Stations
And I became confused about the word "service." This is not what I thought "service" meant.
Then today, I overheard two farmers talking, and one said he had hired a bull to "service" a few of his cows. BAM! It all came into perspective.
Now I understand what all those "service" agencies are doing to us.
I hope you are now as enlightened as I am.
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That section on 1975 vs 2005 could have been lifted wholesale from my 25th college reunion: in the P-Rade, many of us carried signs that said pretty much the same things. Except, of course, it was 1974 vs 1999.
Yeah, it's hell to get old(er), but it beats the crap out of the alternative...
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