Italian Humor

Columbus Ohio
For all the Italians out there, or those who are lucky enough > to be married to an Italian, or even to be friends of Italians > . . .. > > > An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. > > While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled > the aroma of his favorite Italian anisette sprinkle cookies wafting up > the stairs. > > Gathering his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed. > Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, > and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he > crawled downstairs. > > With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the > kitchen. Where if not for death's agony, he would have thought himself > already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the > kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite anisette > sprinkled cookies. > > Was it heaven? > > Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife > of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man ? > Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, > landing on his knees in a crumpled posture. > > His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the cookie was already > in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. > > The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge > of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his > wife..... > > "Back off!" she said, "They're for the funeral.".