The audience began laughing really loudly when they heard that this dude Martin was going to be there for dinner. Especially because this guy had on a black speedo and he had on a funny outfit.
"Who is this yutz?" said Sophia as she looked at him. "Put some pants on, please! I haven't seen this little skin on a man since I looked at this Japanese dude's penis!" The audience started roaring in laughter at this racist joke and then she left the room, getting some beer to drink since she knew that she would need some to get through this night.
"So, what are we having for dinner?" asked Rose as she looked at Blanche.
"We're having Doritos and lobster," said Blanche in a sarcastic tone. "What do you think we're having for dinner? We're having some of those grits, mashed potatoes, and this chicken that is in the fridge, you twit!" The audience began laughing at this and Dorothy was having such difficulty looking at Martin. They made her uncomfortable and Blanche started making plates for all of them and Blanche put a stool at a counter and said,
"Sophia, you are going to sit here while we are eating."
"Why do I gotta sit here?" asked Sophia as she gave Blanche an evil look.
"You know the rules, ma; when you eat mashed potatoes, you gotta sit by the counter!" The audience began to laugh loudly at this and Sophia said,
"Nigga, I just farted once and it was because I had turkey at Thanksgiving!" said Sophia as she tried to defend herself more than the time that Sakura was cornered by a radish that was about to give her a rash because she farted on the kidney beans that she was going to give to Chouji.
Blanche served the plates and then she sat down at the table and then Martin, Rose, and Dorothy did the same thing. Dorothy was uncomfortable sitting near Martin, but she didn't want to sit across from him because there was a good chance that this weirdo may make conversation that was more awkward then the time that Ginger asked Dodie to floss Ginger's teeth because Dodie never had to flush the toilet.
"So, Martin, tell us a little bit about yourself," said Blanche as she had a funny giggle in her voice as she looked at the other.
"Well, I'm from Bangor, Maine and I came to Miami four weeks ago to join the middle-aged swim team," he said as he ate some of the food that was in front of him. "I'm actually from Augusta, but I moved to Bangor because I hated living in a capital city. I love Miami. I am currently a salesman at a hardware store and I served in the navy from 1954 to 1970."
"That's nice, but why are you wearing that speedo?" asked Blanche as she looked at him. "In fact, why are you dressed like some sorta gogo boy dancer?" She began to think of this time she went to a club back in 1971 and saw a gogo dancer who wasn't gay and had an affair with George. He wasn't happy at all and he found out the dancer she was seeing was actually from Portugal and sent his ass back to that country.
"Well, it's the 80s and we are in an area that has really nice weather," said Martin. "I mean, I'm in excellent shape and I have nice muscles."
"That's a good point," said Dorothy. "But couldn't you at least put on some pants?"
"I mean, it's okay," said Blanche. "You look really cute in it."
Martin all of the sudden lifted his ass up a little and he farted really loudly, causing Rose to fall out of her chair and she grabbed a hold of the table cloth and the table fell on top of her. The entire audience was roaring with laughter and Sophia went to the fridge and poured some Ovaltine in a bottle and then threw it at Martin, who fell down and he was on top of Rose. Rose started screaming and then he farted on her chest and the audience began laughing even harder.
"EWWWWW!" screamed Rose as she got up and got an kicked him in the speedo. Dorothy took her blouse off and her bra and wrapped it around the refrigerator and then it fell over and Phyllis Glutman appeared wearing nipple pasties.
"WHO STOLE MY BLUE RINSE!" she screamed as she pulled out a machine gun and started firing at the sink, causing it to burst and the water started drenching the floor.