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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       « Ne regrettes pas les rencontres que tu fais dans ta vie :
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         * Les bonnes personnes te donneront du bonheur…
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     * Les mauvaises personnes te donneront de l'expérience …
                                                                                                                                                                                        * D'autres te donneront une leçon …
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        * Et les meilleures seront à tout jamais dans tes souvenirs ...
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Dans tous les cas, tu y gagnes quelque chose … »

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Une Sicilienne de 17 ans rentre penaude chez ses parents au petit matin.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   –  Papa, maman, j’ai couché avec un homme et je suis enceinte  …
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Le père tourne fou, brandit son fusil, demande qui est le coupable et jure sur la Madone qu’il va le plomber.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                La gamine :
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          –  Mais c’est un type bien, il va prendre ses responsabilités.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Sur ces entrefaites une grosse berline entre dans la cour de la fermette et un grisonnant ultra classe en descend. Il salue et s’adresse aux parents de la petite :
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          –  J’ai eu commerce avec votre fille et mes obligations familiales m’interdisent de prolonger notre relation, cependant je suis un homme d’honneur et je tiens à ce qu’elle et son enfant ne soient pas laissés dans le besoin, c’est pourquoi je vous propose l’arrangement suivant :
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               –  S’il naît un garçon je lui ouvre un compte que je crédite d’un million d’euros, et j’ajoute une chaîne de 5 concessions Alfa Roméo, dans tout le pays.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   –  Si en revanche c’est une fille elle aura la même somme et une chaîne de 10 salons de coiffure, sur Palerme et Catane.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       –  Par contre , si elle perd l’enfant  …
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Le père lui pose la main sur l’épaule et l’interrompt :
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             –  Alors  ...  Tu recommences !

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