Those jaunty hats are très élégant!
Indeed! These two bon ton birds go door to door, representing, The Morality Guild, enforcing skirt lengths with measuring tapes in hand.
How clever to make one's own frock out of blackout curtains...Jx
You should see what they can run-up out of coffin lining.
Damn. I can't believe I forgot to tell Butler that I'm Not at Home. Forever.
Don't worry, they've left fresh cards atop the stack previously left behind as Butler slammed the door on them.
does peenee ever not have that moronic smirk on her face?
Only occasionally when she's not constipated.
sweetheart, i'm the one who's constipated.
You should eat the head of lettuce attached to your hat. It's known to bust up a blocked constitution.
I see Peenee has once again eaten her hat for brunch and departed the cafe wearing her luncheon plate, spinach omelette and all.
In between calls, Peenee likes to take a nap on the park bench then have a snack. Naps and snacks, naps and snacks...