Betty and the Booze, again

One of those a day pretty much explains it all, don't it?

I Wanna Be Loved By You

Oh my sweet Jesus, this kills me every time!

Blanche, jealous over the attention Dorothy and her singing are receiving at The Rusty Anchor, tries her hand at her own sexy little ditty. Disaster ensues...as does hilarity!

Best part: A tie between her shoe flying off, her falling off the piano and her losing control of the spinning mic.

Picture it, Sicily...

Sophia: Let me tell you a story. Sicily. 1912. Picture this. Two young girls, best friends, who share three things: a pizza recipe, some dough and a dream. Everything is going great until one day a fast talking pepperoni salesman gallops into town. Of course, both girls are impressed. He dates one one night, the other the next night. Pretty soon, he drives a wedge between them. Before you know it, the pizza suffers, the business suffers, the friendship suffers. The girls part company and head for America, never to see one another again. Rose, one of those girls was me. The other one you probably know as Mama Celeste.

Betty likes her vodka

Golden Quote of the Day

Blanche: [seeing herself in a mirror lying down] I'm going to have to meet men lying down.

Sophia: I thought you did.