Blanche: Did I ever tell you girls I met my husband George on Christmas Eve?
Rose: Oh, Blanche! How exciting!
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 Biedler fixed me up with the most beautiful boy I've ever laid my eyes on.
Blanche: No, this was Richard Jay Wilde. And believe me, his name said it all! Huh-huh-huh! We must've pulled over on the side of the road five times on our way to that Christmas dance. Ha-hah!
Rose: It's always best to drive defensively over the holidays.
Blanche: Anyway, when we finally got to the dance, why, Richard dropped me off, and I turned and ran smack into a man so gorgeous he made Richard Jay Wilde look like a pre-pubescent choirboy.
Blanche: No-no, no. Ernie Willis. Well, Ernie smiled. And the next thing I knew, we were dancing in a local bar. When all of a sudden I heard a deep voice say, "Hm-hm... May I cut in?" Well when I turned, I saw the man I knew I was gonna spend the rest of my life with.
Blanche: Uh, no. No. Thomas Pennville. Uh-huh. Well, after Thomas and I left...
Dorothy: Blanche! I could get herpes listening to this story!