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When Daddy Dies & his druggy son...
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| I think I deserve a raise. | |
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| You just signed a guaranteed, 500 million dollar, multi-year contract last week with my dad! | |
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...inherits the team, it's obvious that...
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| Yeah, but I only fumbled 3 times in today's game. | |
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| And THAT is why you want a raise? It don't make NO sense. | |
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...Sonny can't "Do the Math"!
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| OK then, it's back to 5 fumbles & 3 interceptions per game again, Boss! | |
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| That's blackmail! I won't have it! I'm cutting the length of your contract to 2 years! Now take THAT, Mr. Greedy! | |
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