A young man confided to his mother that he had proposed to his girlfriend and they were going to get married.
“Whatsa dis?” screamed Mother. “Who’s a-gonna love you like a Momma? Who’s a gonna starch-a you socks? Who’s a gonna make-a you lasagna?”
“Please, Mom, calm down,” pleaded the son. “Why are you talking like that? We aren’t even Italian!”