"You wanna be a Mafia Boss?"

Like I said in past posts my uncle was one of the coolest guy's around. At 15 I was smoking in front of him, By 16 I was hanging with him in some of the best clubs in NYC. Many times a bouncer would come up to me and order my 16 year old ass out and every time someone would say " that's Gino's kid". It was weird to hear apologies from these monsters  ya know being 16 and all. But mostly we hung out as his apartment while his wife and kids slept. We'd be feeling good, a bit drunk, a little high and we'd bullshit all night. He was always strict about the Rules: " Hey you break the rules, it won't be some stranger but your best friend that will pull that trigger". Most times it was mostly bullshitting. But out of the blue he'd would think for a moment and come up with the craziest shit in the world.

One night we were hanging out when he looked at me and said " Hey , Rocco you look like the kind of guy that would like to be the Boss, ya know being called Boss, doing things Bosses do." I'm looking at him, smiling but wondering what the fuck was coming. "You can be the Boss, enjoy being Boss, I'll even call you Boss. I call ya Boss every day. And when the cops break down the door demanding to see the Boss I'll point at you and say "That's the Boss right there". And he broke out hysterical laughing. Being caught off guard by the surprise ending, the drink I was sipping went down the wrong pipe. Scotch and water shot out of me mouth, flowed out of my nose and coughed until I almost really passed out. That was it! "I'm getting the fuck out of here" I go for the door coughing my brains out, nose stuffed with scotch. "Hey Boss, I'll see you tomorrow"I heard him yell as the door closed behind me, him laughing like a lunatic.