Margie: Edna, I was having a piece of hard candy today and it reminded me of Daddy. Remember when we were girls and we'd wait for him to come home from work? He'd give us each a piece of hard candy. I loved peppermint.
Mama always had to scold you because you tried to eat your candy before dinner. I can hear Mama saying, " Edna, candy is to be eaten after your dinner." Glutton.
Edna: Margie, why must you take a nice memory and turn it into a chance to insult me? Not only that, but you're a big fat liar! Mama never said that to me, she said that to you.
I always loved horehound candy, I wish they'd start carrying that again down at the general store.
Margie: Edna, why do I bother trying to be nice to you? You're delusional and you never recall anything bad you did.
Here's some good news, sister. Go get your credit card because I've found a website that sells candy from our young days. I'd like to have some of these candy cigarettes. Mama hated those.
Edna: If you think I'm buying you any candy after you were so mean and hateful you're nuts, sister. And Mama didn't like those candy cigarettes because she thought they were low-class. It just figures you'd like those.
I always liked Tootsie Pops, I wonder if that website has those? You know, I had a boyfriend once who called me "Tootsie Pop."
Margie: Edna, forget it. You just made me want to barf. I don't have an appetite for candy after that Tootsie Pop remark. Gag.
