SC, they WERE!! OMG!! She might as well have plopped them on a platter.
Where the hell was I during that????
You were playing pool with Mr. Babe then.
He had just come back from the bar at which SB saw some floozie (innocently) talking to Mr. Babe. SB's voice was approaching "MY CHEESECAKE IS FROZEN" level when she asked, "Who is that floozie hitting on my husband?" I was in between the two of them and worried that I'd get the sh*t kicked out of me when SB went ballistic on the ho. (I went and hid behind Beth - sometimes disgression is the better part of valor).
