Mafiosa

Signora Soprano is a neighborhood Italian girl who knew exactly what she was getting into when she married Tony and is not above acting like a mafiosa herself when it suits her.

“Do our girls really have that much power?” Annelise asked. “Where do they get it from?” / “Maybe it’s our fault,” I said. “Is there a feminine for mafiosos? Mafiosas? Because apparently that’s what we are, the Mothers’ Mafia. “I also had seen this in one of the books on raising teenagers. “Conspiring to keep unworthy children from being included in birthday parties, play dates, and Scout troops.”

Turns out ol’ Larry here was having a thing with a mafiosa down in Jersey City. Watched too many episodes of The Sopranos or something. Needless to say, Mr. Mafioso wasn’t too happy when he came home and found Larry shtupping his wife.

“What do you think, sweetie?” “I think your mother and sister are mafiosas, they’re so damn good in business. It makes sense, too. I think Steven will agree. I mean, Steven knows talent when he sees it, so does Amy. But Baby, it’s your company.[…]”

“You better keep out of my way, mafiosa, otherwise, you would get sorryed.” Bob said. […] “[…] Try to be a little clever; you know everybody who is living on this land has to be good to each other, DEA, CIA, FBI, El Paso PD, Customs, Border control or any mafioso likes^([sic]) us are all the same, to live or die, on this side of El Paso or on the other side of Juarez; Try for not hit bad lucky and be a good boy, then you could live longer…; you got it. I am just warming you now, next time you won't be so easy…” the mafiosa cut the line off. “Hey, what a fucking hell world we are living, I am an American white citizen, a fucking dark Latina Mexicana is teaching me how” to do on my land.?” […] “Look, how a mafiosa gangster is teaching me American history.” Bob said.

When Camassa asked why she had acted like that, Rita replied indignantly, ‘Signora, I am not a mafiosa and have never been, and so I can collaborate with the law. But Spatola is a mafioso, and so is a traitor, and I don’t talk to traitors.’

The shop owner commented on the episode in this way: / That Carla is a mafiosa. A downright mafiosa. Put this in your book, Dorothy. She comes here and tells me what discount I have to put on my merchandise. Who is she?