So, a few years ago I was at JFK Airport about to get on a flight, when I was approached by two women who I do not think would be insulted to hear themselves described as tiny old tough-talking Italian-American broads.
Pirms pāris gadiem es biju Džona Kenedija lidostā, grasījos kāpt lidmašīnā, kad pie manis pienāca divas sievietes, kuras, manuprāt, neapvainotos, ja tiktu aprakstītas kā mazas, vecas itāļu-amerikāņu kundzītes, kas nav uz mutes kritušas.