Apparently Joe's the man...

Last night at the game:

Joe: It's not easy trying to spit game and watch hockey at the same time.


...

Tonight at dinner:

Me: Joe you shouldn't be so mean to these girls.
Joe: You have no idea who you're talking to, do you?
Mom: (Puts down her ribs as her eyes widen) The Pimp Daddy!
Joe: See! I don't even have to say it.


Also at dinner:

Mom: He's just got to spit up the game!