“Daddy is trying really fugging hard to think of a not-terrifying reason why you'd wake Daddy up in the middle of the night to ask that fugging question. But no. No. Daddy does not have a match or a lighter.”
“Why are they burying daddy? Mummy? Mummy! Make 'em stop! Daddy can't go to work like this!”
“Gary, if you want to play on this football team, you answer me when I ask you who's your Daddy. Who's your Daddy, Gary? Who's your Daddy?”
“By the way, I've decided to start referring to myself exclusively as 'Daddy.' Everytime Daddy would otherwise say 'I' or 'Me,' Daddy is now going to say 'Daddy.”
“daddy daddy you bastard, i'm through”
“Are you lost, Daddy?" I asked tenderly. "Shut up," he explained.”