After all we gave them, why? We give a them the pizza. We give a them the Super Mario. We give a them the pepperoni. We give a them the baked ziti. We give a them the pasta. We give a them the meatball sub. We give a them the meatball. We give a them the Goodfellas. We give a them the Luigi’s Mansion. We give a them the Da Vinci. We give a them the Wario Land. We give a them the Wario Ware. We give a them the unlimited breadsticks. We give a them the Psycho Waluigi. We give a them the stuffed crust. We give a them the Godfather 1 AND the 2. We give a them cannoli. We give a them garlic knots. We give a them Sopranos on the HBO. We give a them John Travolta’s Gotti. We give a them the risotto. We give a them the pizza part from Chuck E. Cheese. We give a them everything and yet they pay us back with racist hand gestures. Mama mia.
I’m 25% Italian on my father’s mother’s side (as in grandmother). He taught me a phrase when I was a kid: Wop Power!
Sorry, that’s all I know.
“In Australian, Woggle means white.”