“Cock-sucking son of a goddamn dick-faced bitch!”
“That means if my son was gay, I would want him to suck the best dick this side of the Mississippi.”
“Criminal: You can suck my dick, motherfucker!Detective Bridges: You suck mine! [shoves barrel of pistol in the Criminal's mouth] An' you get used to it, cause you get to Rykers you're gonna find a lot of dick on the goddamn menu! Now grunt twice for yes! You through bitchin'?”
“Screw you, you sons of bitches. I may be just a goddamn Jew Red to you, but I'm keeping Jefferson alive!”
“Some people say—not to my face, mind you—that I’m a cowardly son of a bitch. And that is simply not true. My mom is not a bitch.”
“Feet pue tan!” she shouted. Ty cleared his throat, looking at Zane wryly. “She just called me a goddamned son of a bitch.” “I like her,” Zane responded.”