Calabim of the War
You mean, let me understand this cause, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?
Vito's current vessel looks like your typical second-generation Italian mobster. Just about each and every low-level maffia-crook in every American crime movie could be inspired by Vito. Of course, it's the other way round. Short, bull-necked, heavily muscled, short black hair, wrinkled Armani-knock-off Vito looks the part in every way.
Indeed, Vito not only looks the part, but also acts the part. Vito is a mean bully, a petty crook and dumb muscle. And he loves it. He's happy to follow orders and in fact depends on somebody else doing the thinking. Our resident mobster does, however, have a strange sense of honour and has heard something about dignitates. For him, this roughly translates into "show me respect or else I'll hit you". This is a simplification by this narrator, but not by much.
However, Vito isn't as stupid as he looks or acts. He is rather perceptive and has a few tricks up his sleave. He knows that being a demon isn't a walk in the park with all the backstabbing going on so he puts up this facade of stupidity, hoping it will buy him enough time to survive.
And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal
If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix
They're gonna bash it up
The Offspring, "Come Out And Play"