Last week, Betty White and Quween on the Scene had a little quarrel outside of the Beverly Hills Medical Center. I was hoping that they would make up over shots of Mad Dog in the parking garage, but obviously that didn’t happen. By the looks of these pictures taken yesterday, Quween is no longer a friend of Betty’s, just like sanity is no longer a friend of OctoMom’s.
This hurts deep. Just look at Betty making painfaces! I make the same face when I accidentally look down while taking a shower by myself. It’s like Quween’s presence is giving her an awesomely horrible case of gas.
You know that one episode of Dateline NBC about telemarketing scams that target the elderly? This looks like a dramatization of that episode. This is not a good sign at all.
I don’t want to have to spend weekends at Quween’s corner, and weekdays at Betty’s house, so I hope this all blows over soon. Whenever you piss off a Golden Girl, just put a cheesecake on her porch and back off. Well, unless it’s Blanche, and then you just slip a hot man in her mail box.