November 13, 2011 | 0 Comments
Renee: Oh my God, look at your hair! Lynette: Do you like it? Renee: Is it permanent? Lynette: No. Renee: Then I love it!
Renee: Oh my God, look at your hair! Lynette: Do you like it? Renee: Is it permanent? Lynette: No. Renee: Then I love it!
Gaby: It’s a Mexican hangover cure. It’s the only thing I inherited from my family that’s actually worth anything.
Renee: She may have gone to the school with the wicked witch, but you went to school with me?
Gaby: When is the last time you brushed your… is this a lollipop?
Gaby: Which one is the salad fork? Juanita: What’s salad?
Bree: We just need to do this in the most efficient manner possible. Find the grave, dig up the body, wrap it in a tarp, weigh it down…
Renee: Let’s find something fun-size for me to enjoy.
Lynette: This one kept knocking me up so I won’t get to be nostalgic until I’m 90.
Mary Alice: Paranoia reminds you that no place is truly safe.
Mary Alice: Yes, we may think we’re all destined to play certain roles, but sometimes those roles can unexpectedly change: a nervous…