But you didn’t need to know that Ginger, sweetheart. Yeah, all you need to know is what the ring around Tommy’s dick tastes like. Yeah, now go ahead, get to work. Oh god little girl. You’re a dirty whore. What are you, Italian? You’re a jew gal? Well god damn, I never met a gold digging bitch that could stroke a cock like that. Yeah honey. You are daddy’s little gold digger. Yeah, you are. Stroke that cock like you want some money to go to the mall and buy some new slacks. Yeah stroke that breadstick till daddy gets hard, I know it’s taking a while but fuck, all this talking and using my hands to do it makes me nervous. You like sucking cock in the back of a Cadillac? Yeah? They gave daddy this car for winning Manager of the Year. Little did they know I would win it 5 more times. Maybe they would have given me a volkswagon then, and you’d be slobbering that thick shit all over daddy’s magic wand in the back of a Volkswagon, you dirty little dumpster of jiz. That’s right. You’re a lucky little jew.
Oh shit Violet. That’s daddy getting hard, in case you wondered. Bury that jew nose in my pubic hair, there’s alot of it. What I don’t have on my head is made up for down by that big length of meat. Haha, I knew you’d like that. Have you ever seen such a thing, look at that thing. Cock-the-size-of-a-ball-bat. Jeeeeezus. Keep whackin.
Alright, time for daddy to switch things up. I’m gonna call for a hit and run. Whatsamatta? You got a weird face on. I told you, I paid for service. Ride that old man dick like theres no tomarra. Yeah. What do you mean you’re getting tired? I haven’t even fucked yet! You need more money if we’re gonna do that? Aw, fuck you, money grubbin-you money grubbin sin of a little girl. You betta lick my ass for this. Afterwards we’ll go to a nice Italian joint. I’m orderin veal parmesan, I’ll eat the veal at dinner, then I’m eatin the linguini right outta ya ass Violet, you hear?
Now get-ta-fuckin! You’ll get your money you bitch. Is that all you kids care about, makin’ a buck? I’m a customer. I was always loyal, loyal to the Dodgers, and baseball. You’re nothing more than a sell-out. You remind me of that prick Dimaggio. Aw, fuck look what you didn’t do! I’m god-damn soft as Walter Alston! You jew-cunt! You fuckin’ big nosed heeb! I outta slap the Holocaust right out of you. Inconsiderate fucking gutta rat. Wait, where you going? I’m not a sick old man?!?! You’re the one that’s sick! Making an old cock hard like that then leaving? Who do you think you are Missy? I know your name ain’t Missy. Don’t get outta the car. You got work to do. I paid you good money, you outta-show-a-little-respect. Fine, you’re good for nothing swine! Go back to the fuckin’ gutta where you belong you fuckin Shylock!
What’s that? You’re goin to the cops? Fuck no you aren’t. Why would you do that? You can’t do that. No one would believe you anyways you pig. No loyalty. You got no heart, and no loyalty. Leave me here with a slobbered dick? I outta slap your big nose crooked you tramp. Kids got-no-respect. You’re really going aren’t you? Don’t go. Please. You don’t wanna do this to Tom Lasorda…..You don’t wanna ruin Tom Lasorda and the Dodgers do you? Please. I have kids, and a wife. Come back, we can work things out. This can’t be tougher than my old contract negotiations with Kirk Gibson and Bob Welch. Come on Violet, get back here on daddy’s lap.
Fine fuck you then! And I’ll send Schindler your name you fucking gold digga. You’re good for nothing and lousy. Fuck you! My breath didn’t smell like garlic and liver. I’ll tell the cops I found you asking for lunch and I was just gonna take you to a nice Italian joint down the street on the corner! Remember? I offered you lunch?