“Hey Alf,” says Lew, “Where are you? We want to go get some Eye-talian food and we haven’t seen you all week? Are you still in Italy?”
“Hey Lew,” says Bert, “Why are you bothering the poor fellow, he’s just trying to take a week away from all this stress, all this mishegas.”
“Bert, stick to using those Eyetalin phrases you are so fond of and leave the mishegas to my people.” Lew replies.
Hey guys, can’t we all get along? I’ll be back Monday, with all kinds of new ideas and stories and a scoop or two. And I have some big news too!
Pazienza, ragazzi, y’all need to go to Jimmy’s and share a Muffalleta and call me Monday morning.