Several women share bottomless mimosas somewhere in the swamps of Jersey.
MARY 1: I slammed the screen door, and the first thing he said was he hated being alone, and we weren’t that young anymore. I said, “Get off my porch.” Then he said, “You ain’t a beauty, but hey, you’re all right.” I said, “Get out of my driveway.”
MARY 2: Get this, he showed up at the courthouse in a new wedding coat after telling me that I’d have no flowers, no wedding dress. I was like, “WHAT?”
BOBBY JEAN: He kept telling me we had a lot in common, “We like the same music, we like the same bands,” he said. I just looked at him and said, “Bruce, that’s not two things we have in common, it’s only one. Music and bands are the same thing.”
CANDY: He told me there was a sadness hidden in my face. I mean, he said I was pretty, too, but I was like, “Don’t tell me I look sad. You have no idea what my life is like.”



