It’s not fun to be an Italian American these days. Gone are the cool stereotypes of being a Mafioso, enter the days of being a closeted homosexual, orange meathead. Sigh. Nonetheless, clearly the guy in this video, after the jump, is not to be trifled with.

Nick had better be afraid. This gentleman is going to not only beat him up, but, uh, steal his friend’s bed? I don’t really get how that’s so intimidating. If someone got into an argument with me, then threatened to steal my friend’s bed, I’d probably just go, “Oh…okay, I really have no objection to that,” and he’d be like “YEAH YOU AIN’T GOT NO OBJECTION ALRIGHT” and I think he’d put on a false bravado, but just feel silly. And if you can make your opponent feel silly, well you’ve won.

Also, is this like a thing people do? Dance around shirtless behind your friend while he does an angry webcam rant and swigs Patron out of a bottle? It’s easy to go, “LOL SO GAY” but I mean, really, you’re just asking for problems. You don’t walk into a desert without understanding that you might get sand in your eye. Or jizz, in this scenario.

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