August 10, 2009 | 0 Comments
Mrs. McCluskey: How old are you boys anyway? Porter: We’re six. Mrs. McCluskey: And you? Parker: Five. Mrs. McCluskey: Wow, your mum just…
Mrs. McCluskey: How old are you boys anyway? Porter: We’re six. Mrs. McCluskey: And you? Parker: Five. Mrs. McCluskey: Wow, your mum just…
Rex: For gods sake, you promised to be supportive. Bree: What do you want me to say? My husband likes to wear metal clamps around his…
Bree: Okay. So what’s our control word? Rex: Well, lately I’ve been using Philadelphia. What’s wrong? Bree: Well it’s just that my Aunt…
Mary Alice: Most mothers will tell you their children are a gift from God. Most mothers would also tell you that the gifts their children…
Gabrielle: That’s the difference between you and me, Yao Lin, our dreams. Close your eyes, please. Thank you. You see I dreamed of…
Preston: We don’t want to get spanked. Porter: Yeah, we promise we’ll be good. Lynette: Too late, you stole and then you lied. Even…
Yao Lin: The only reason you have anything in your life is because you’re pretty. One: day you’ll be old, and when that happens you’ll be…
Lynette: Are you sure you didn’t misplace it? No offense, but you’re getting up there in the years. Mrs. McCluskey: No offense, but you…
Dr. Goldfine: How could this reconciliation work if you can’t be open to each other? Bree: We’re WASPs, Dr. Goldfine. Not acknowledging…
Gabrielle: What opportunity is more important than college? John: For the longest time, the only thing I had to offer you was my heart….