Blanche: "Jane, I need to tell you something."
Jane: "Oh, please; not now."
Blanche: "Yes, now. Jane, those emails to the 16-year-old page. You didn't send them like they say. I sent them because you were so mean and so drunk."
Jane: "You mean I gave up my Floridian congressional seat for nothing?"
Blanche: "It's OK, Jane. Go check yourself into rehab, admit you are an alcoholic and they will let you go with a slap on the wrist."
Jane: "Really, Blanche; do you think so?"
Blanche: " Yes, Jane; it doesn't work for the little people, but it does for Republican lawmakers."
Jane: "But, then, shouldn't the entire Bush administration check themselves in also? I mean, they've done so many worse things. I'm so confused."
Blanche: "Jane, I'm dying. Please don't vote Republican this year."
Jane: "I know; I'll get us some ice cream. You always liked ice cream."
7 Comments:
OH.MY.GOD. This is your best post EVER!!! Thank you for the laugh - I soooooooooooo needed that! :-)
Ice cream? OH MY!! Gelato maybe?
Are you in rehearsal for the Halloween Ball?
perfect, absolutely perfect.
Alexis-
You know how to lure me. When Bette was nominated for the oscar, Joan did all the backstabbing she could to prevent the academy from awarding it. Classic. Love.
i look in the mirror and see an aging gay man.
hysterical...
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