Blanche: Let me tell you just how exciting a Christmas Eve can be! I was home from college on Christmas vacation when my best friend, Lisa Jane Beadler, hooked me up with the most beautiful boy I ever laid my eyes on.
Dorothy: Oh, George.
Blanche: No, this was Richard J. Wilde. And believe me, his name said it all. We must have been pulled over five times on the side of the road on the way to that Christmas dance. When we finally got to the dance, Richard dropped me off and I turned and ran smack into a man so georgeous, he made Richard J. Wilde look like a pre-pubescent choir boy.
Blanche: No. Ernie Willis. Ernie smiled and the next thing I knew, we were dancin' in a local bar when all of the sudden I heard a deep voice say, "May I cut in?" Well, when I turned I saw the man I knew I was gonna spend the reast of my life with!
Waiter in diner: George.
Blanche: No, Thomas Pinfield. Well, after Thomas and I left...
Dorothy: BLANCHE! I COULD GET HERPES FROM LISTENING TO THIS STORY!