My dad’s a Dad Vito. He tried to teach me how to fight. He hit me with a noodle. Then he hit me with a pizza. I got hit by a pizza truck.

At the grocery store, I saw a guy yelling at a cart. He looked like Don Vito. Then he threw a noodle at the cart. The cart ran away. That was a Dad Vito.

My cousin is a Dad Vito. He tried to eat a whole pizza. He got a face like a man who got hit by a pizza truck. I laughed so hard I cried.