It's been one that been on going for two weeks. What started out as an innocent game application have turned into a constant need to play Mafia Wars on Facebook. While I'd like to think Meghan aka "Don MK" is the blame for roping me into this but really it's my fault for entering the syndicate "crime world." I get mad when people make off with my cash. I love it when I get bonus points for mastering jobs. And like any good family, the occasional visit to the Godfather.
I can't stop.
I always had a fasincation with the Godfather. I suppose most guys are (if they tell you otherwise they're lying). What's not to love? Mobsters, buying the cops, owning your chain of Italian restaurants, ratting out then whacking off the rival family and be on time back in time for dinner. "It's not personal, it's business!" Simple yet so effective.
Here's one classic scene....
And I get to live all of this in my online world (I have yet venture into second life and having my own avatar nor I do plan to, not unless I don't plan on EVER meeting anyone in real life!)
I invite you to join my family. And remember "Leave the gun, take the cannoli."
My best guess: "If person's bad on the inside, what good are his looks on the outside"
Somehow I doubt the folks at Wonton Foods INC. spend that much time thinking of it's meaning. Maybe they just love frosting....ummm...frosting...I think I'm gonna get eat that cupcake now.
Due to our recent snow storm, and the fine work of contractors that seem to pile on snow at the most inconvenient of places; I find myself wishing to park my car between the wide ample spaces that is the snowbank and the Altimas.
Now if you are going to parallel park, you have to do it right....
If I only had I have better insurance and didn't suffer from Chionophobia.