Italian honeymoon

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> After returning from his honeymoon in Florida with his new bride Virginia,
>
> Luigi stopped by his old barbershop to say hello to his friends.
Giovanni said, "Hey Luigi, how wasa da
>treep?"
Luigi said, "Everyting wasa perfecto except
>for da train ride
> down to Florida."
"Whata you mean, Luigi?" asked Giovanni.
"Well, we boarda da train at Grana Central
>Station.
> My beautiful Virginia , she pack a biga basket a food.
>She brough da
> vino, some nice cigars for me, and we were lookina forward to da trip, and
>
> open upa da luncha basket.
The conductore come aby, waga his finger at
>us anda
> say, 'no eat indisa car. Musta use a dining car.'
So, me and my beautiful Virginia, we go to
>da dining car,
> eat a biga lunch and starta at open da bottle of a nice a vino!
Conductore walka by again, waga his finger
>and say, 'No drinka
> in disa car! Musta use a cluba car.' So, we go to cluba car.
While a drinkina da vino, I starta to lighta
>my biga
> cigar.
The conductore, he waga is finger again and
>say, 'No
> a smokina disa car. Musta go to a smokina car ..' "We go to a smokina
>car and I smoke a my
> biga cigar.
Then my beautiful Virginia and I, we go to
>a sleeper car anda
> go to bed.
We just about to go boombada boombada and the
>conductore,
> he walka through da hallway shouting at a top of his a voice.. 'Nofolka Virginia ! ....Nofolka Virginia !'
"Nexta time, I'ma just gonna taka da bus."
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