“Hey cutie! Enjoyin’ the game?”
“It’s me, dad.”
Seriously, if you are a grown man and you are wearing a fucking sports jersey and you are not actually playing that sport, you are a fucking loser.
“Got any girlfriends you wanna bring over to the house?”
“Aww, come on kid, quit screwin’ with me – who was your mom again?”
Raymond: “Aw geez… not the “Celebrities Attend Lakers Games Because I Made it Fashionable.” speech again.”
you know it
“Never rub another man’s rhubarb, Ray.”
‘There’s no way – NO WAY – that you came from MY loins. As soon as I get home, first thing I’m gonna do is punch your mamma in the mouth.’
“You’re a goddamn embarrassment!”
“When I was your age I was backing actresses three at a time, yet you sit here in my seats, watching my team, in that gay little jersey and a smug look on your face. You disgust me.”
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Jack Nicholson with his son Raymond at a Laker game in Los Angeles. (March 6, 2014) -Photo: Fame/Flynet, Getty, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN
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