Sonny2002

Sonny:
Twenty years ago, my mama used to work here. One day this Texas pimp came in, tried to steal her back to Dallas. She runs in the room, calls my daddy. My daddy runs through that door with this sawed-off shotgun, the pimp sittin' right over here, and my daddy let's this load of double-ought buckshot right past his nose. That pimp was up, out of here, never heard from again. That's the only story my mama ever told me about my daddy.

Carol:
Well, then, what happened to him?

Sonny:
I don't know. I never met him. You know, he just up and left. Mama won't talk abut him. Hell, I don't even know what he looked like.