Fillion Friday

Thriftshop Girls

Margie: Edna, today is National Thriftshop Day and I feel like going shopping. I must say that we learned all about thrift from Mama and the Depression. I don't understand why some people are so snotty about being frugal. Mrs. Bobo told me she doesn't buy anything unless it's expensive. What do you think about
that, sister?

Edna:  I've said it before and I'll say it again:  Mrs. Bobo is an idiot.  There is nothing wrong with being thrifty and counting your pennies.  It's how we manage to live as well as we do when others are suffering in these hard economic times.  And there's no shame in visiting a thrift store.  In fact, it's "green" since you're not buying new products.  Reduce, reuse, and recycle!

Margie: Sister, sometimes all I have are pennies. That's why I've been sending away for free samples. And, don't forget that we shop at Save-A-Lot and their prices and quality are as good as Mrs. Idiot could want.

Sister, give me your pennies and I'll be glad to recycle them.

Cocktail Pies

Margie: Edna, you get in here right now! I made two of these Mai Tai pies last night and one is missing. I made one with no liquor and one with extra liquor. Guess which one is missing, sister, and don't tell me a lie.

Edna:  Margie, I cannot tell a lie.  That pie you made was DELICIOUS.  Hic.

Margie: Thank you, sister. I surely hope the Ex-Lax I added doesn't hurt you.

Edna:  Well, now I know you're the one who's lying, you'd never ruin an alcoholic pie by adding something like Ex-Lax.  Why don't you share the recipe with our readers while I go lie down?  The room is starting to spin.

Fillion Fridays are back!

Fillion Fridays have returned due to popular demand (okay, the demands were from the two of us, but still).  We enjoyed them so much before that we don't know why we stopped doing them in the first place!

Today's Fillion Friday is more of a "Flashback Fillion Friday".  Some of you probably remember how adorable Nathan was back in the 90s when he was on "One Life to Live."  For those of you who never saw him on the show, take a look below, he was a cutie-pie for sure.

Tales From The Big Apple

Margie: Lookie here, sister. We just got a letter from our nephew, Jeb Stewart Biddy. We haven't heard from him in a coon's age. It does my heart good to see one of those Biddy boys trying to make something of himself. He's the only one who's never been in prison but that's probably because the Biddy bunch sent him off to be raised by his grandma. It is a bit worrisome, though, that he's up there in that wicked Big Apple.

Edna:  Well, he is my favorite out of Aunt Biddy's boys, and he's always amusing.  But sometimes I just do not understand what that boy is talking about.  Must be because he's so "creative" and such.

Margie: Edna, many folks have called me "creative" too. You just read his letter and I'll go get a quill and paper so we can write him back.

Dear Aunts Margie and Edna,

I hope my two favorite aunts aren’t missing their favorite nephew too badly. You two wouldn’t believe what all I’m seeing in New York City. Do you remember when old Ms. Daisy would strip naked when the mailman was coming down the road and dance for him (and everybody else) to see? Lord, it was a hoot. Things would be flying, and you would make me duck under the counter to shield my eyes. Well, that doesn’t hold a flame to what I’ve seen up out here. I can’t even tell you about it because—well, I’m too embarrassed.  It’s a sight to see. Haha. 

Crazy Patrick, the one that runs Mr. Towne’s worn-down store, told me that I would miss seeing the flatland and animals. I tell you what, Aunts Margie and Edna, he was wrong. I’ve seen horses leading carriages around all parts of the city. There’s a park as big as our town, and people take their animals to run around everywhere. I was eating in a restaurant and I would have sworn a couple of groundhogs ran over my feet.. The waitress told me it was baby mice, but I’ve seen baby mice and they sure weren’t looking like those creatures.

I’m going out in a few minutes, but I have got to tell you two about a man that I saw yesterday. I had just left a record store, and as I was rounding the corner, a man in a gray robe hopped out from behind a garbage can. He had the biggest, greenest eyes. They were about the oddest things I’d ever seen. It was like looking at two limes on on somebody’s face. Then, that man starting talking to me. He grabbed an empty soda bottle from the garbage. He started shaking like he was being touched by a spirit. Then, he raised that bottle up to my eyes and started doing a dance. He was hollering “Hoolaba, Hoolaba.” He kept going at least thirteen or fourteen times. I was just about ready to have a conversation with him until he started turning circles and conjuring spirits from the smelling bin. I took off running faster than I’ve ever ran my entire life.

Missing you both dearly,

Jeb

Margie: Edna, what ever happened to Ms. Daisy? She sure was a strange bird.

Edna:  Forget about Ms. Daisy being a strange bird, I think being in the big city has warped poor Jeb's sensibilities.  That last bit sounds to me like he's been into the spirits a bit too much.  You tell him to lay off the liquor, he needs his wits about him to survive up there in New York!

We want to thank our friend, Bradley, for writing the role of Jeb. He is a smart young man who will go far one day. Not sure how far but far enough. Bradley, you're welcome to play Jeb any old time you like.

Still Loving Lucy

Edna: Margie, last Saturday would have been Lucille Ball's 100th birthday. You know, I admire that lady so much. She was a savvy businesswoman, not to mention extremely patient with that philandering Desi. 

And Margie, so help me God, if you try and tell me that you had an affair with Desi Arnaz I will snatch you bald!

Margie: Edna, there's no need for violence. Okay, I won't tell you I had an affair with Desi. I'll go next door and tell them!

Edna: Fine, Margie, you go bother them for a while and I'll share with our readers one of my favorite clips from I Love Lucy.

Chill With Margie