August 3, 2010 | 0 Comments
Charlotte: I don’t have a goody drawer. Carrie: Oh, everybody has a goody drawer. Samantha: I have a goody closet.
Charlotte: I don’t have a goody drawer. Carrie: Oh, everybody has a goody drawer. Samantha: I have a goody closet.
Carrie: You know who those women marry? The Roman numeral guys. Charlotte: (reading from the paper) Charles Duffy Anderson IV. Carrie:…
Charlotte: Well at least you have a boyfriend. Miranda: That doesn’t mean I’m getting married, it means I’m getting laid.
Carrie: I will never be the woman with the perfect hair, who can wear white and not spill on it, and chair committees, and write thank…
Carrie: I just can’t believe she opened your goody drawer. I mean, everyone knows the night stand is private. Charlotte: What do you have…
Miranda: It’s like I hired my mother.
Samantha: I can’t believe that bitch is a no show. Carrie: I’m the one whose sick. I charged another outfit I can’t afford. I probably…
Miranda: Who is this and what is she doing in my bedroom? Magda: It is the Virgin Mary. Miranda: And where’s my other thing? Magda: What…
Samantha: I’m telling you it was entrapment, false advertising and blantant discrimination. You can’t just randomly go down on one person…
Charlotte: I love that, one woman’s trash is another woman’s treasure.