Margie and Edna and the end of the world

Edna:  Margie, I've been hearing a lot about the end of the world now that we've gotten to 2012.  I have to say, I don't know what all the fuss is about.  I've been ready to meet my maker for years, but maybe other people haven't been as well-prepared.

Do you really think the world will end on December 21, 2012?

Margie: Edna, I certainly hope not. I look forward to Christmas and nobody better cheat me out of it. Besides, I do so look forward to getting my new manly men calendar for the next year.

Edna:  Good Lord woman, are nekkid men all you ever think about?  You'd better hope the world doesn't end this year because I just do not know how you'd be able to face Mama and Daddy in the afterlife.  On the other hand, you probably aren't going where they are so I guess it's a moot point.

Even though I'm spiritually prepared, I am not nearly ready to leave this earth in December because there is still too much I want to do.  Maybe we'd better make a to-do list to prepare for the Apocalypse, what do you think?

Margie: Edna, you go on ahead without me. I'll do whatever you leave undone here.
Get the paper so we can make our list. I'm putting chocolate first because nobody can ever have too much chocolate.

Edna:  Pfft, think again.  I for one do not want this world to end before I hear you say you're sorry for stealing my date to the junior prom.  I think you'd better focus on making some amends, missy, or you'll definitely be going to straight to you-know-where.

I'd also like to learn something new before I die.  I was thinking snowboarding, but my old bones aren't what they used to be.  Maybe I could finally learn how to play the banjo, I know how much you hate it.

Margie: Edna, I'm not sorry for anything and I wish I'd stolen your husband on your wedding day! You're going you-know-where in a handbasket.

Sister, snowboarding sounds lovely. You should do it. On the other hand, if you learn to play the banjo then I can sing as you play!

Edna:  Then I think I'd better learn some new drink recipes, because I will surely have to be drunk to sit and listen to you sing.

You know what?  I'm starting to think it's a little silly to believe that the world is going to end in 11 months, so I'm just going to live this year as I see fit and let the chips fall where they may.  What do you say, sister?

Margie: I say that calls for an elderberry cordial. I'll meet you in the parlor!

Walking Dead

Edna:  Margie, aren't you glad I made you start watching The Walking Dead?  I swan, it's one of my very favorite things to watch, which is something I never thought I'd say about a zombie apocalypse story.

Margie: I get you and those zombies mixed up. I do like that cute boy, Daryl, because he's got spunk. I don't like that Shane and I can't wait to see what he does when he finds out he's going to be a baby daddy. Edna, do you think he's going to find out soon?

Edna:  Well, that Lori and her chicken arms doesn't seem like the most straightforward person in the world, so my guess is she's never going to tell Shane.  She's just going to finagle it some how to make that poor Rick think it's his.  Let's hope Rick is good at math, if you catch my meaning. 

Margie: What you mean, sister, is that Chicken Arms is a dang floozy! She was sleeping with that Shane before she even grieved for what she thought was her dead husband!

I hope Rick finds out and feeds Shane to the zombies. They wouldn't want her because she has no meat on her bones!

Edna:  Pretty handy there's a barn full of zombies right there.  I bet they'd eat Chicken Arms, they must be mighty hungry right now.

You know what I'm hoping is that we find out soon what happened to Sophia.  That's dang near driving me nuts, and poor Daryl doesn't seem like he's going to rest until he finds her.  Which is unexpectedly sweet for him.

My favorite survivor right now is that sweet Glenn. Even if he and Maggie have gotten a little closer than her father is comfortable with, I still like that boy.

Margie: Lordy, I'm tired of that search for Sophia. She needs a good spanking when they find her. 

I like that Glenn too. He and Maggie are sweet together. I hope he doesn't become a baby daddy too!

Maybe Maury Povich should visit and figure out who's the daddy?

Edna:  Maury's probably a zombie by now, Jerry Springer too.

I have some bad news, though:  I think they're gearing up to do a mid-season hiatus soon.  I think that after the episode after Thanksgiving, we won't see any more of these folks until February.  And you just know they'll do a cliffhanger!  Best get your heart pills ready.

Margie: Sister, hiatus is a fighting word in these parts! The only hiatus that interests me is the one you take.

Are you gone yet?