Oh Yeah,? Well My Dogma Just Lifted Its Leg On Your Karma!

Thing is,
There's things Uncle D knows, and, believe it or not, there's things Uncle D does not
know.
Fa'instance, Uncle D knows when to take a shower, or when to make a nice meatball, or when to open a bottle or six of Ruffino, or even when to get out of Betty's way should she want to pop me for being a smart asp! Capisci mi? You know, sumthins'
along these lines, Uncle D knows pretty good...
Anyways, the things Uncle D has a litle more difficulty understandin' (and maybe Uncle D is just a dumb bastid) but I really don't get the hype with them, are those whattya-call-them gurus! Or, swamis, you know them bearded guys from India, or Indiana or Iniannapolis or wherever they come from. They're always spoutin' off about whatever it is they spout off about, religion I guess, maybe inner peace, what's it called? This transcontinental medication stuff. I dunno, have a merry Krishna, but don't eat cow because they do cow worship or sumthin' like that. I mean, it sounds pretty serious, I guess, all that stuff about reincantation and yogi, or yogurt, no yoda, no yoga!.... Dat's it with all that shitar music from Ravi Shanker,or was it Savy Kanker- no Ravi Shankar! I mean I wouldn't know the difference from Ravi to Ravioli, or from shrimp to shinola, you see where I'm goin with this stuff?
... Maybe they call it transcannabis indigestion... I don't know, It sounds freakin' ooga booga, right?

And howsabout these characters like The Maharishi Hashish Yogi, remember him, right?
And the other guy, bald dude, you know, Mahatma(man not my)Ganja? And that other swami what used to live up there in OryGone? The goofball what had all the those Rolls-Royces out in the desert outside of Madras, OryGone who thought he was in Madras,India?
Yeah, that's him alright, The Bongwann Shree Radcheese. That's da guy!

I mean, who knows about this stuff? Hare Krisna, Harry Potter, Harry Dangler, Herry
Lewis(that's Spanish for Jerry Lewis) I mean, it all sounds the same to me. It's like when Frankie Pantangeli tells Mike Corleone, "Mike, we gotta hit 'em hard now, while we got the muscle!"...
Go figure, to uncle D, it's still a mystery. Whattya gonna do?

That being said, I should apologize for some of my language this evening, so
perdonamai mi amici!

D.