Yeah, that’s right. You keep smiling at that old man over there… God wants daddy to buy a new Ferrari…

I bet those girls are so tired of hearing about who’s going to hell and his testimony about being saved that they probably want to strangle his ass.

I’ll trade ya a fast car ride away from Daddy in exchange for those purple pumps.
I sense you might like to be somewhere else.

“Ohmygod, DAD, could you please stop staring at her boobs? You’re embarrassing me!”

There’s awkward, and then there’s “Baldwin’s child” awkward. Still a grade above “Gary Busey’s child” awkward, though.

Hotter than Alec’s little piggie . . .

Being a fundamentalist Christian he’s probably nailed them both.

Uh oh looks like S.B. going to need keep the good Lord on speed dial.

You will give us how much to fuck her?

S.B.:(to Alia)Hey little girl, your preeeeeety, you want to come meet my, oops…sorry baby
Hailey:OMG dad, you’re so gross
Alia:(out of the corner of her mouth)Daddy…SHUT UP RIGHT NOW or Im gonna SCREAM…and you’re Buyin me a Porche as SOON as we get home…Im sick of this shit…its not funny anymore!…*storms off*

“Why did we have to get the no-talent Bladwin as our dad?”

Those must be rentals. They are too fine to have come from his seed.

“Yup, you’re the one I’m going to throw in the volcano.”

So much the theory that chromosomes are inherited 50/50 from father and mother.

Those baldwins must go through a thousand dollars in hair product a month.