Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Black Dress: "I do not accept your new nose job, Helen. In that, there is no nose left. I also do not accept that you used MY plastic surgeon. My glove is now off. I challenge you to a duel, beotch."
Green Dress: "Shh, don't bother me while I'm practicing being Marilyn. I think the plastic surgeon did a fabulous job, you wench. And furthermore, I would duel with you, but my entire body has been Botoxed and I'm afraid I can't move. If I'm still here in a week, call an ambulance."
Black: "Yeaaah...I probably won't."