An Italian man immigrates to America. He starts sweeping floors in a
pizzeria, and after 15 years works his way up to owning a small chain of
pizzerias.

He decides to have his own house designed and built for him. And it is
going to have everything!

One day he is talking to the contractor and says, "Makea you sure you puta
plenty da halo statues inna da house. I wanna hava lotsa da halo statues.
One inna every room, even da bathroom."

The contractor, realizing his client must be a very religious person,
carefully plans a niche in every room, and personally searches for the
perfect statue for each niche.

Finally, the house is finished. The Italian man walks through his new home
for the first time. The contractor points out all the features, and finally
the Italian man says, "But wherea are alluh my halo statues? I wanna lotsa
halo statues!"

And the contractor points to the niches and says, "I put a statue in every
room, like you asked."

The Italian replies, "No, no, no! I donna no wanna nonea da Saintas. I
wanna da Halo Statues! You knowa da Halo Statues es? Deya ring anda you
picka dem up, anna you say, halo 'stat you?"