We do get the pleasure of seeing her be put under anaesthesia. Even Chris is laughing at her. He tells her that he is very proud of her. I still think Chris gets confused as to what surgery she's going in for. Ads loves the anaesthesia as much as we enjoy seeing her on it. She says it was complete "utopia". Utopia? you don't say. And now we know. Adrienne gets drugged up and dreams of ideal society. She totally seemed more self-centered than that.

Sir Thomas More would be proud.

We check back in when Adrienne is done with her surgery and she must still be on drugs because she's walking down on what is probably Wilshire in the heart of Beverly Hills wearing different, yet still fugly silk pajamas and her pig slippers. I hope she's not ever wearing those piggies in her house ever again after they've been on the street. The thought makes me shudder.

Pigs are indeed dirty creatures.

Driving back, she slurs to Chris to change lanes slowly, because even the slightest turn of the car makes her boobs slide. Can I get some research on this? Do boobs slide right after they get put in and then STOP sliding around? I bet on Ads's anesthetized drug trip, utopias only have straight roads. Back at home, Chris brings flowers to our brave patient and sets her up with the remote and meds. This indeed sounds like a fantastic vacation. Let's see the gratitude roll!

Chris is her nurse 100% to show he can't wait on her hand and foot. Only slightly more literal than daily life. So despite Adrienne's concern that the bell would be too heavy, this bitch is ringing the shit out of that bell. She needs water, she needs food, she needs help picking her nose. Chriiiiis!!! But this comes natural to Chris. Chris says that maybe because it's Adrienne, but it seems like perfect preparation for kids. (I don't think he meant it to sound that way.) Anyway, the perfect nurse naturally feeds the patient french fries and a hoagie. Seriously, he went and picked it up and everything. However, Queen Ads has proclaimed that the fries are different and taste like dirt. Chris will certainly be shot when she gets her gun. You have failed.

And now we get a two-month break, but unfortunately it's just four minutes of commercial break in our time. Thankfully we miss Ads's recovery which was most assuredly as exercise in humiliation and servitude for Chrissy.

So now her BFF Dea is coming out to visit her. Chris still can't touch the titties but she sure can show them off to everyone with eyeballs! Dea and Ads have a deep love, so deep Dea just ignores Chris when she walks in. Now Dea is a perky little puppy of a girl if there ever was one and this puppy wants to procreate hard. And I present to you Dea, The Photo Essay:

Let's have babies!!

Babies?

Babies!!

Titties!!

"Babies".

Dea is good news for Chrissy, who wants a partner in crime. The one person Ads trusts in the world wants to procreate so our Chrissy is stoked. Move her out here! Ads still says she wants to wait five or eight years, but she and Dea always do things around the same time so she is doomed if that bitch gets knocked up.

And then we learn why Ads and Dea are soul mates. They both share the same mental capacity. They take Dea out for Thai food and apparently Thai food has not made it to Joliet Illinois. Dea wants to know if it's like Chinese food. Although, apparently Dea doesn't know what Chinese food is like because she then asks if they have spaghetti or bread.

No pasta?

Ads, also confused about Thai food, wants to order a filet mignon. Chris tells her that she should like Curry because that's her last name. Way to bust out some "If P, then Q" logic, Chrissy. Adrienne pissily points out that if his name were Mr. Balls or Mr. Cock that doesn't mean he likes to eat cock and balls or whatever she's trying to say with the cock and balls thing. And all that facebook scrabble has paid off because Chrissy calls Ads irascible! Go, Chrissy! He also says that they're like the honeymooners and she's Frank. So he's also playing Trivial Puruit and nabbing those pink wedges! Who needs a job when there's board games to be played?

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wintersux:

Am I the only one who feels like it's weird that these girls shower together? Although I seem to recall from season 1 or 2 that she does this with her other friends too... I mean I'm all for having self confidence in your bod but it just seems like a boundary most of us don't care to cross with our best friend.

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