imagine how that whole thing went
down?
Margaret: Did you hear about poor
Susan?
Ruth: Susan Wright?
Helen: Such a disgrace. Poor thing.
Ruth: What happened?
Margaret: Well, her sons...
Helen: As if she hasn’t suffered enough.
Birthing two boys as big as buffaloes,
and now this...
Margaret: Seems her two sons...
Helen: You gonna eat the rest of your
tapioca pudding? Mind if I help myself?
Ruth: Tell me already, Margaret!
Margaret: Well, this is going to sound