Everybody likes to tease Vito because even though he has a very Italian name he doesn't seem like your typical Guido. But like me the Italian in him leaks out like the grease in the bottom of a bag of zeppole.
So when his wife had a chance to bust his balls she bought him a big red Italian horn at souvenir shop. Not that it fazed him. We had them all the time when we were kids. So we decided to bring it around with us and photo it all over the place.
Here it is with the cheese cake.
