HOSTESS PANTS?!!? I got no use for those. I wanted a toaster!
I slept with Freddie Mertz and all I got were these hostess pants.
|by Anonymous||reply 68||03/31/2015|
Why don't you wear them to all those chic dinner parties you go to?
|by Anonymous||reply 1||01/05/2013|
She's just upset because I intimated that she was a little hippy... but on second glance she does have the biggest potamus I've ever seen.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||01/05/2013|
They're a little tight. I can see your Lily of the Valley.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||01/05/2013|
It's "Fred", cupcake. Get it straight!
|by Anonymous||reply 4||01/05/2013|
Ethel used to scream out Ricky's name when Fred was fucking her.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||01/05/2013|
Stop cackling, Marion! I've been waiting ten years for you to lay that egg!
|by Anonymous||reply 6||01/05/2013|
I was Mistress of Ceremonies for the Senior Shenanigans at the Rappahanock School for Girls. So fuck off, Lucille.
|by Anonymous||reply 7||01/05/2013|
What am I going to do with these fucking tickets to "Over the Teacups"
|by Anonymous||reply 8||01/05/2013|
Take Nancy the harpist from your orchestra that you've been fucking for the past six months. Or maybe you'd like to take Grace Foster, whose pussy you used to pound when her husband was away.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||01/05/2013|
Lucy you've been gosping again.
|by Anonymous||reply 10||01/05/2013|
Lemme tell you, when I'm fucking fat Freddy, you'll never hear me say "I have sufficient."
|by Anonymous||reply 11||01/05/2013|
I can give you more than "sufficient," Ethel Mae. If you remember, MY tag line was "Billy John Hackett, he never did lack it."
|by Anonymous||reply 12||01/05/2013|
Everyone knows Fred ball gagged Ethel. You could just tell he was into some freaky ass shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 13||01/05/2013|
Ethel come on over to my place for some hot scissoring action and a three way with Mr. Ritter.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||01/05/2013|
Was the waist to the hostess pants positioned four inches above the navel? If Fred bought them for you, I'd guess so.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||01/05/2013|
One night when I was on the fire escape, I spied Fred and Ethel going at it. He was fucking her with the cucumber Ethel had stolen from Miriam Hopkins' garden while in Hollywood and brought back to NYC.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||01/05/2013|
Lucy came up with the most interesting fundraising idea for the Wednesday After Noon Fine Arts League.
We're all going to spend our Wednesday afternoons turning tricks at $30 dollars a pop (so to speak)!
My apartment was chosen because since I had it done over in Chinese Modern, it will be easy to simulate the feel of an opium/den whorehouse, according to Lucy.
My whore name will be "Lillian."
I can't wait to get started!
|by Anonymous||reply 17||01/05/2013|
Don't forget that lovely trip to MN.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||01/05/2013|
Superman is coming to Little Ricky's party, Carolyn, so eat that!
Oh and I danced with Van Johnson.
|by Anonymous||reply 19||01/19/2013|
No, you vanced with Dan.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||01/19/2013|
You were never in "Oklahoma!"
|by Anonymous||reply 21||01/19/2013|
I top all of you. I have an authentic Richard Widmark grapefruit.
|by Anonymous||reply 22||01/19/2013|
This thread makes me want some hostess pants.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||01/19/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 24||01/19/2013|
You're basically nude until he gives you the matching jacket with attached half-skirt. It camouflages the hips.
Better start sucking that dick like it owes you money, Ethel!
|by Anonymous||reply 25||01/19/2013|
R23, no CAFTANS for YOU!
|by Anonymous||reply 26||01/19/2013|
Well, Marian;...If that's the kind of hat you wanted, you sure got a good one!
|by Anonymous||reply 27||01/19/2013|
Please, bitch! You know you were DPed by Mertz and Kurtz.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||01/20/2013|
She saw them in Harpers Bazaar.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||01/20/2013|
Lucy wanted to get the toaster, but Ricky talked her out of it.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||01/20/2013|
Oh Lucy, I can't wear these hostess pants on the subway!
|by Anonymous||reply 31||01/20/2013|
Listen, Ethel, if I can wear a loving cup on my head on the subway, you can wear your hostess pants!
|by Anonymous||reply 32||01/20/2013|
"It's so tasty, too! Tastes just like candy."
-- Lucy after her first facial from Ricky.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||01/20/2013|
You'd never catch me in hostess pants. I'm Don Loper Original all the way.
|by Anonymous||reply 34||01/20/2013|
R34 You'll never catch me walking straight.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||01/20/2013|
Little Ricky: Cut or Uncut? Discuss.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||01/20/2013|
Cousin Ernie is NOT a fag!
And we're the dames who can prove it!
|by Anonymous||reply 37||01/20/2013|
Mama's little baby loves shortnin' shortnin'.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||01/20/2013|
Ethel Mae Potter, we never forgot her!
|by Anonymous||reply 39||01/20/2013|
|by Anonymous||reply 40||01/20/2013|
Always remember and never forget that according to Ethel, Fred Mertz trained himself to do almost anything in under two minutes!
Ethel's motto: I may have to fuck him from time to time, but I ain't ever going to kiss him.
|by Anonymous||reply 41||01/20/2013|
Ethel never said the word fuck ... I seen every episode. Irregardless, people weren't that crass back then.
|by Anonymous||reply 42||02/03/2013|
Ethel Mae was a whore.
|by Anonymous||reply 43||07/11/2014|
And your check, Mrs. Hearst?
It's Mertz. You spell it with an M.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||07/11/2014|
It's not hostess pants. It's a piece of CHEESE!! And this is Robert Taylor's orange, though I have no idea how I got it!
|by Anonymous||reply 45||07/11/2014|
ETHEL: How are ya, Three?
LUCY I'm fine, Seven.
LCUY: Five got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||07/11/2014|
I was wondering what happened to my grapefruit.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||07/11/2014|
Fred, I've got a confession to make. Remember when we got married and I said I was 18? I was 19.
Well, I've got a confession to make too. You were 24.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||07/11/2014|
Oh great my conscious is a 'Spic.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||07/13/2014|
Mama's little baby LOVES shortnin' bread!
|by Anonymous||reply 50||07/13/2014|
I've had sufficient.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||07/13/2014|
How about a hostess pants-with-skirt ensemble, which Lucy was so fond of?
|by Anonymous||reply 53||07/15/2014|
I'd like the keys to the car, unless you need them to play a tune.
How about a chorus of "Cow Cow Boogie"?
|by Anonymous||reply 54||07/15/2014|
I'm getting sick and tired of being called a cow!
|by Anonymous||reply 55||07/15/2014|
What about me? I'm the one who had to sleep with the bleached-blond Godzilla. I should get a Congressional Medal of Honor.
|by Anonymous||reply 56||07/15/2014|
Pray tell what is the little habit that I have that sets your tith on etch?
|by Anonymous||reply 57||07/15/2014|
There never was a finer girl that came out of Kansas. I don't know where she is today and she don't know where I am, and that's exactly how I like it.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||07/15/2014|
Ethel to Tilly, Ethel to Tilly.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||07/15/2014|
[quote]HOSTESS PANTS?!!? I got no use for those. I wanted a toaster!
"Well Fred told me that but I couldn't believe (that) you would be that dull !"
|by Anonymous||reply 60||07/15/2014|
*Yawn* Cheaper to have the cheese be a baby than to have the baby be a cheese.
|by Anonymous||reply 61||07/15/2014|
"That will be ALL, Ethel Mae."
"You bet your sweet life that'll be all."
|by Anonymous||reply 62||07/15/2014|
Ethel Mae, will you please stop boring Miss Bankhead?
When Miss Bankhead is bored, Miss Bankhead will let you know!
|by Anonymous||reply 63||07/15/2014|
Was Bill Frawley gay?
|by Anonymous||reply 64||11/20/2014|
"well they certainly are bizarre"
|by Anonymous||reply 65||11/20/2014|
[You do realize that this is a troll, right? You might want to stop talking to it.]
|by Anonymous||reply 66||03/10/2015|
The boys are watching the fights again in the living room while the girls are stuck in the kitchen.
Lucy: Ethel, I'm revolting!
Ethel: Aw, honey, you're not that bad.
|by Anonymous||reply 67||03/10/2015|
OMG, they actually sold those same hostess pants. But those diamonds might have been slimming on Mrs. Mertz. The model doesn't have a little black off the shoulder blouse, a big crushy belt and little ballet slippers, it's a yellow blouse and sandals.
|by Anonymous||reply 68||03/31/2015|