Joey: Oh yeah! Good day today. After today, I never have to see the likes of any of you b*tches ever again.
[Joey dunks the ball with no one guarding him... tries to rip the rim off... then glares in the direction of Romel Beck, Garrett Temple and Will Conroy.]
*warning: language NSFW after the jump*
[David Andersen overhears Joey's boasting and ambles over to investigate further]
David Andersen: [to Joey] Good sir, do you find it appropriate to so openly discuss the future of these mens' livelihoods on such a stressful day? Some of us may not be here as of tomorrow. I find it rude to be so brazen when conversing about such matters.
Joey: Hey, fuck you token white boy! What do you give a shit? I only have one more day to haze these rookie beyotches. Cause Joey ain't a rookie no mo', so Joey have to haze 'em. [A figurative light bulb goes off in Joey's head] Correction!! Joey have to haze and gorilla dunk.
[Shane Battier walks in]
Shane: [to Dorsey and Andersen] Hey, fellas, did you hear the bad news? They had to release Brent Barry. The Clippers wouldn't trade for him, and we didn't really have a spot for him here anymore. I guess Daryl had to clear space on the salary cap. Nonetheless, I'm gonna miss Brent.
Joey: [curiously] What do you mean by "salary cap"? You mean that dorky dude you talk to before every game wears an actual hat when he hands out our money? Shit, I'm gonna make him wear this hat whenever he gets around to paying my gorilla dunk bonus.
Joey: You see, it's funny because that little midget has been The Grinch to me for a fuckin' year now. He won't pay up. Even though I get the girls drippin' wet when I dunk. That's like a promotional event all on its own. They don't need no "bobblehead" day for Joey. Nah, fuck that. On Joey's Day, the rims be the only thing bouncin' up and down. Okay, maybe them titties, too, when Joey bust out his wad of $20s. Then Joey gonna blow his wad. If ya know what I'm sayin'.