Bonnie fired off the bat signal, y’all. The episode ended with all our gals meeting at the police station and walking in together. And that was that.
If you’re looking for a random concoction made by someone who, though not an expert, has maintained a consistent buzz for roughly seven years, try this one. It’s refreshing, delicious, easy, and does the trick.
I feel like it would be an amazing relief to know that the large shadowy entity appraising you from a distance wasn’t going to catcall you, or assault you, or monologue at you about what a great movie American Psycho is while they inch ever more uncomfortably close to you at a party.
So, everyone is on edge and I, for one, would like to place 99.9% of the blame on Mary Louise because she is a garbage person who raised a monster.
Look, in my experience, if someone is weird about food, it’s best to cut and run. Let’s say, for example, you have a roommate who drinks milk with their spaghetti and puts grape jelly on their garlic bread.
Girl. That was the saddest tea party in the history of tea parties. Pathetic, truly. And trying to reason with Mary Louise is pointless. She’s going to sit there with her stupid hair, looking all timid, and then read you for filth.
Let the syrup cool because, if you don’t, you’ll melt your ice. Duh. #sciencebish
So, the whole gang – well, minus Mary Louise; she’s far too busy talking to an attorney about screwing over Celeste – was at Renata’s when Bonnie’s mom got a suspicion, then had vision, followed by a stroke.
Tobacco dregs – old, crusty, probably still smells good. Kinda like Mary Louise. Hey, say what you will about her, but I bet the lady’s hygiene is on point.
3 Pretzels: Good with a beer or a Renata Razzmatazz. Just kidding. Don’t drink that. Two things I would like to mention before we get in to the episode. What happened to Tom? And, more importantly, what happened to his coffee shop? The gals were loyal customers last season and Jane seemed to really hitContinue reading “Big Little Lies: Episode 203”