Inspired by Sarah’s subtle detective work, I decided to check out my man’s blackberry. Imagine my surprise when I saw the list of people who’ve texted him,‘Mom, Debbie, Debbie, Mom, Dog the Bounty Hunter, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Wayne Newton, Debbie, Debbie, Svetlana, Debbie!’
Meanwhile, On The Street
David took Jason’s cellphone and gave it to Sarah over at the salon saying that he found it on the street. Of course this is all a ploy to get Sarah to read the texts that David has sent Jason from Becky’s cell.
Sarah confronts Jason and he swears he’s innocent – a fight ensues resulting in Sarah slamming the front door on Jason’s hand. Sarah goes through his text messages (“I like skinny blonds) and he says that there’s no way he could have sent them, someone else must of them. Neither can imagine who the hell would be playing pranks designed to cause grief in their marriage. Nope, no one they know has a history of sending unwanted correspondance.
Seriously, if these two are this thick, they deserve whatever David throws at them.
On a related note, I’d be pissed if someone was sending text messages to my man signed ‘XXXX’. HOWEVER, I’d be even more pissed and I mean really pissed if my partner felt that they had every right to read my text messages. The invasion of privacy infuriates me.
Tony G. Indahouse
Apparantly Tony goes by ‘Tony G.’. Whatever. No man over the age of 36 needs a street name.
Here’s LIam’s announcement of his wedding ot Maria in a nutshell.
- Carla not happy but faking it.
- Tony is VERY freaking happy about it and buying champagne all around to celebrate.
- Liam thinks he’s happy.
- Maria is singing that Kylie Migonue song about being ‘lucky’.
- Michelle is happy.
Then Maria announces to all and sundry that she’s pregnant. Carla responds with some teeth grinding but makes a toast to Liam, Maria and the bump. She then starts snogging Tony. Liam responds by snogging Maria, all the while glancing over at Carla.
Wake me when this ‘filler’ storyline is over.
On The Scotty Evil Front
Vera and Jack put on a special dinner for the kids where they announce that they will be selling up and moving to Blackpool. Tyrone and Molly are sad that they are leaving but more happy that the Duckworths will be living out their retirement dream. (Just HOW good is Blackpool, btw?).
Then the camera moves over to Paul who is sweating, sweating, sweating and then I remember – oh riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight, he’s stolen Jack’s identity and re-mortgage the house. He quickly convinces Jack and Vera to go to Blackpook temporarily with a rented flat or caravan to test the waters of a Blackpool winter before commiting to selling the house.
He’s such a lame imitation of his dad. See Terry, Terry would have taken a long drag off of his cigarette and while still holding the smoke in the back of his throat he’d tell Jack and Vera, ‘Well, you can’t sell up because I’ve remortgaged the house, right. And there’s nuffin’ you can do about it, right.’ Then he’d exhale, stub out his fag and add, ‘Oh yeah, I’ve also sold your pigeons to pay off me tab at the track.’
Seriously Scotty, Amy’s eyebrows are more menancing.
In Other News
Bookie Jr. steals the streetcar that Lloyd was driving. Bookie Sr. gives it back to Lloyd but tells him he has until Friday to pay back the loan.
That car is still stalking Ryan.