Would you believe it? Anthony Scaramucci is my fourth cousin!
Hey, Anthony! It's me, Connie. The last time we saw each other was at Aunt Lena's wedding and you were about six. Congratulations, and don't get a swelled head.
I saw you on TV the other night. Jesus, are you kidding me? Anthony, some advice. Stop combing your hair with a rake and put on a tie that isn't shiny! You look like an undertaker, for chrissakes. And stop telling everybody about all the shit you're gonna do. That's not how Sicilians operate, in case you forgot.
And lastly, Mooch, listen to me here. Just because you're hanging out with that big orange gagootz doesn't mean you can say stuff that isn't true.
Remember, St. Anthony can hear you.