Paolo was waiting at the airport for his buddy and uncle to arrive. It was Monday afternoon and Paolo had enjoyed the last two days of peace and quiet. No crazy mafia job, no miss communication, and no angrier...course he knew that would probably change once the plane had landed. He saw the two coming out of the airport and waved them over to his rental car.

Frankie: Hey Paolo, how you doing?

Paolo: You would think getting disowned by my father would have a bigger impact on me, but nope feeling nothing at all.

Uncle Louie: I am amusing the appointment with that shrink went well?

Paolo: Bout as well as it could go Uncle.

Uncle Louie: Good, maybe you could actually win a match and not get jumped from behind.

Frankie: Trust me when I say this...he was like this the whole flight here.

Uncle Louie: Would you two shut the fuck up and finish loading the bags in this piece of crap of a car.

Paolo & Frankie: Yes boss!

After they finished doing what Uncle Louie had asked of them, Paolo and Frankie got into the car to start the long drive back to the hotel that Frankie and Uncle Louie would be staying at.

Uncle Louie: Paolo turn up the god damn air conditioning, I feel like a Thanksgiving turkey.

Paolo: Not a problem.

Frankie looked back and saw Louie had fallen asleep after making that request to Paolo.

Frankie: Your uncle is down for the count and thank god for that. I swear I was going to blow my brains out if I heard one more complaint.

Paolo: They today must be not fun Uncle Louie, every now and then he gets really cranky. My aunt used to tell me it was because it he got upset about something like from a week ago and it took him la few days before he vented about.

Frankie: Your uncle is fucking weird and awesome at the same time.

Paolo: You have no idea, one Christmas he apparently played Santa for a part time job when he was recovering from his knee surgery and end up kissing mommy.

Frankie: He kissed some kid's mom?

Paolo: No my mother....my father's Christmas parties are infamous for a reason. They both got drunk and let's just say say Uncle got several lumps of coal in his stocking and then got beat with it.

They both laughed, but stop when Louie snorted very loudly in his sleep.

Frankie: Dude I am glad we get to hang out more like this and less crazy mafia shit, we can have fun and not get shot at.

Paolo: But I like getting shot at.

Frankie: Are you high or just incredibility stupid.

Paolo: Neither, but if your up for the first option...I got me some of the Denver's finest grass in my glove compartment. Picked it up early this morning and waiting for the right time to smoke it.

Frankie: And this is the reason we are best friends.

Uncle Louie: I want a cut as well or else....


Both of them were startled by Louie waking up, but they both look at each other and realized they had the chance of a lifetime...smoking a joint with "Puffing" Louie...legendary mafia marijuana deal of the northwest side.

Paolo & Frankie: Fuck yeah!



A few hours later they were in the hotel room of Frankie and Louie as stoned as a Greek statue.

Paolo: Dude....I feel...I feel good.

Frankie: I know, I wonder if this is what it's like to be a cloud...I feeling very light and fluffy.

Paolo: How you holding up Uncle Louie?

Uncle Louie: You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.

Paolo & Frankie: What?

Uncle Louie: It's a quote from Abe Lincoln.

Paolo & Frankie: Oh.

Frankie: I am going to order a pizza because I am really hungry. Do you guys want one?

Paolo: Can you get me one with bacon and ham.

Uncle Louie: Just cheese.

Frankie: Alright then...be back in a bit.

....

Uncle Louie: So...second match tomorrow, pretty exciting?

Paolo: Yup

Uncle Louie: Who are you fighting?

Paolo: That English ass Steal and some chick name Callaway.

Uncle Louie: Eh, wouldn't be the first time a man had to wrestle a woman....never underestimate the slyness of female opponent... they can play you easy if your hesitant.

Paolo: Just another ass to kick.

Uncle Louie:Pretty, hey Paolo...

Paolo: Yeah

Uncle Louie: I am proud of you.

Paolo: Thanks...Neither of us is going to remember this conversation are we?

Uncle Louie: Probably not.

Paolo: I am going to enjoy the feeling, while it last.

Uncle Louie: Ditto.

....
Frankie: Hey guys I am back.

Uncle Louie: Bout time you lazy asshole, I am starving here.

Paolo: Thanks Frank

Frankie: No problem, it was Louie treat anyways.

Uncle Louie: YOU USED MY CARD AGAIN! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!

Paolo laughed as his uncle whacked Frankie over the head with his cane and calling him a son of a whore. Paolo remembered bit from their high fest, but he heard Uncle Louie mumbled something under his breaht...' Good luck tomorrow and I am proud of you boy." Paolo just smiled while eating his food ,watching Frankie asking where the hell he was , Louie tossing Frankie's pizza out the window, and Frankie crying over it.....Paolo knew he could also get a good showing of comedy from these two and remind him of showing of skills that he must use to win in match that begun in less than 50 hours.