Rose: Opposite side of the street parking. Nobody could understand the concept. I mean it doesn’t matter what side of the street you park on, there’s always an opposite side!
Sophia: What an injustice. Hemmingway ran out of stories to tell and shot himself. She just keeps on going…
Posted on Thursday February 4th
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A fanpage for the best show EVER! So sit around the kitchen table with Dorothy, Blanche, Rose and Sophia. Grab some cheesecake and rocky road ice cream and talk about SEX with the girls!Blanche: There must be homosexuals that date women.
Sophia: Yeah, they're called lesbians.
Sophia: Gin
Blanche: Sophia, we're playing Hearts.
Sophia: I know, I felt like drinking some.
Dorothy: Take their money? Girls, do you know who he thinks we are?
Rose: Waitresses?!
Dorothy: It is not a fly, Rose.
Rose: A Spanish fly is not a fly?
Dorothy: No, it's a beetle.
Rose: They call it a fly but it's actually a beetle?
Dorothy: Yes.
Rose: How do they know it's Spanish?
Dorothy: Because it wears a little sombrero, Rose!
Blanche: But I'm from the South. Flirting is part of my heritage.
Rose: What does that mean?
Dorothy: Her mother was a slut, too.
Blanche: Girls I have writer's block. It is the worst feeling in the world!
Sophia: Try ten days without a bowel movement.
Blanche: You just sit there hour after hour after hour.
Sophia: Tell me about it.
Run by: Sara
