An Italian man immigrates to America. He starts sweeping
floors in a pizzeria, and after 15 years works his way up
to owning a small chain of pizzerias. He decides to have
his own house designed and built for him. And it is going
to have everything!
One day he is talking to the contractor and said, "Makea
you sure you puta plenty da halo statues inna da house.
I wanna hava lotsa da halo statues. One inna every room,
even da bathroom." The contractor, realizing his client
must be a very religious person, carefully plans a niche
in every room, and personally searches for the perfect
statue for each niche. Finally, the house is finished.
The Italian man walks through his new home for the first
time. The contractor points out all the features, and
finally the Italian man said, "But wherea are alluh my
halo statues? I wanna lotsa halo statues!" And the
contractor points to the niches and said, "I put a statue
in every room, like you asked."
The Italian replies, "No, no, no! I donna no wanna nonea da
Saintas. I wanna da Halo Statues! You knowa da Halo Statues?
Deya ring anda you picka dem up, anna you say, halo 'stat you?"