“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?”
“Who's your daddy?'Myrnin stared at him as if he'd gone completely mental. 'Excuse me?”
“Uh-huh, uh-huh, ohhhh, yeeeeeeeaaaah, who's your daddy...”
“No, you need to listen, she says. This ain’t Silverlake, an you ain’t the daddy. Out here in the real world, the person who knows what they’re doin is the daddy an right now, that’s me. So. Do like daddy says an shift that tasty butt of yers. Unless, of course, you want it shot off.”
“Shane: "Score," he said, and raised the crowbar in triumph. "Who's your daddy?"- Black Dawn”
“I’m not playing daddy. I am Daddy and you are Mommy. Shouldn’t we be making out instead of fighting?”