The Hot Flashes Page #3
the Little Miss Burning Bush Pageant...
has been postponed due to lice.
Well, we're practicing Thursday
night if you change your mind.
What are you lookin' at, white boy?
You know I am too old
to play basketball.
Beth?
Hey, Roxie.
Hey.
I haven't seen you in ages.
What are you doin' around here?
I came here to ask you to be a
part of somethin' important.
At least, it's important to me.
Look, I'm real flattered
that you asked me,
but my basketball days are over.
Mmm. Mmm.
Wow. This is good.
That's Mary Jane Mud Cake.
Mmm. Come on, Roxie.
You were on a championship
team in high school.
As soon as you get back on the court,
it's all gonna come back to you.
You don't get it, Beth. I didn't
I think you look just fine.
Well, thank you,
but you're full of sh*t.
I do.
And I know that Tito still
thinks you're beautiful.
The only time Tito notices me...
is when I'm blockin' the TV set
He'd rather see her big ass
than mine.
You want some more coffee?
Oh, please.
All right.
So I assume you were a post
and Florine a guard.
Now, who was
your other startin' forward?
It was Clemmy Baker.
She's Clementine Winks now.
Coach Slaughter's ex-wife?
Oh, yeah. She's a lot
of people's ex-wife.
Clementine Winks, huh?
I did not recognize her
in the photo.
Well, that's because now she
looks like 40 miles of bad road.
Bad karma, if you ask me.
I think she looks pretty good.
Trust me, Beth. You don't
want her on your team.
Why not?
Let's put it this way.
When she hears the word
"hoedown," she hits the floor.
Okay.
I best be goin'.
Oh.
You didn't like the cake?
No, it was delicious.
I am just... I gotta
save room for dinner.
Oh. You got such
a nice figure, Beth.
Well, maybe us practicin' together,
gettin' in shape for the games...
would be a good way for you
to get your figure back.
I'm sorry, Beth.
I just can't.
Well, we are practicin'
Thursday night...
if you change your mind.
Basketball.
That's a great idea, raising
money for Tess's memory.
You know, she was the only one who
didn't turn on me in high school.
When my fourth marriage ended,
she showed up at my house
with a U-Haul to help me move.
And she was going through radiation
and chemo at the same time.
Bald as a baby's bottom.
Well, I had no idea.
Yeah.
She was really somethin'.
I hope this goes well for y'all.
Well, we want you
to be on the team.
I can't.
Why not?
Well, a certain high school
girls' basketball coach.
I heard it was messy.
Oh, honey, you don't know
the half of it.
That skank humiliated me
in divorce court.
Took the house and didn't have
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