Denver the Guilty Dog

Edna:  How cute is this guilty dog?  Come to think of it, this is kind of how Margie acts when I get home from the hairdresser to find that she's gotten into my stash of Creme Eggs.  She never acts as remorseful as this dog, though.

Hoppin' down the bunny trail...with a tail full of buckshot

Margie: Edna, people are greedy and selfish and that's a fact. I sent Cousin T to find me some Cadbury eggs and do you think folks had the decency to leave a few on the shelves? No, they didn't. That's my favorite Easter candy too.

Edna: Copycat, you're just saying that because I said it was my favorite candy the other day. Maybe Cousin T just didn't look in the right places, because I had no problems stocking up.

I have a hankering for some of those malted milk candy eggs. I have a hard time eating them with the dentures, but they're just as tasty to suck on.

Margie: Suck on your thumb, big baby, and let me have that candy. Don't make me get my pistol to you.

Edna: Talk about all bark and no bite. What are you going to shoot me with, jelly beans?

Margie: I wouldn't waste a bean on you, dumb bunny. Try buckshot.

Easter Plans

Edna: Margie, Easter is this Sunday. I hope you've already done your shopping for my Easter basket, don't you forget that I like those Creme eggs.

Margie: Go buy you some then. Look at my Easter bonnet. I just finished it. Lawsy me, it took me near 2 months to get it just perfect. Where's yours, dingbat?

Edna: Who cares about your stupid hat? You always put together some over-flowered monstrosity, then people sitting behind us in church always complain to me about it because they can't see Pastor preaching the Sunday Easter service.

Margie: You're just jealous, Edna, like Sister Flora. I know she's the one who admires my hat so she badmouths me. I would have thought you'd appreciate how dignified I always look in my hats.

Edna: Margie, the only way you could look dignified in that hat is if you left that hat at home.

You know, we should put together an Easter basket for Cousin T, that boy is so good to us. He deserves a reward for all the times he drops everything and comes running just because you've got a yen to go to the store.

Margie: Moron, you run him all over town looking for your stinky lotions and powders too.

I'm going to boil a dozen eggs and decorate them for him. He has always loved painted eggs. Should we put a hammer in his basket so he can crack the eggs?

Edna: We can put a hammer in the basket because he likes hammers, you idiot.

Lord, give me strength.