The door slowly opened, revealing Emeril Lagasse in pink tights. "Is that a rolling-pin, or are you happy to see me?" She said, licking her Potato covered face. It seemed Babs needed some extra help. Luckily, Emeril had his trusty shiny brand spankin' new toy, a lavender colander with legs. Put your face in here, kick it up a notch, BAM! add some garlic too, and groove to Emeril's band. Babs covered in garlicky potatoes....Emeril's very white apron....Bingo.... they could've danced all night. "Oh baby!" Emeril screamed frantically. "Hey Reputa, Reputa the buta!" blasted from the stereo speakers. Emerils no longer white apron was thrown to the floor, used, wrinkled, just like Babs face. But Emeril didn't care, he had spares in the closet. He was ready, on fire, ready to be extinguished anyway and Babs was ready too.
Babs sang a song from Yentl, then they watched brokeback Mountain
Babs sang a song from Yentl, then they watched brokeback Mountain