Gertrude and Phyllis are being hot and walking their strollers and having it on their heads. They have too many clothes on. “Phyllis, I think we picked the wrong outfits today.” They look very ladylike, but I don’t know how they could wear those hats on their heads.
They are where some kind of death is there. The man with no hair’s death, or barely any hair. They must be related. They’ve known each other a long time. Phyllis and the man dated. Brainard is the man’s name. They met because he had a flat tire and she helped him. Gertrude and Phyllis know each other because they babysat for the same family.
They’re best friends, even if they don’t have teeth. They’re in Ocean City. Phyllis has teeth; she’s cheating. Maybe that’s why Gertrude is upset. “Stop showing your teeth all the time, Phyllis!
He died from a heat stroke from wearing too many clothes at the beach. Unfortunately.
All the guys like Phyllis because she still has her teeth. Gertrude is jealous. “I need a new husband! Stop taking all the men!”
“We need to go buy bathing suits.” They’re going to go to the boardwalk in Ocean City and get Boardwalk Fries and bathing suits.
“When we get back from Ocean City, Gertrude will go the dentist.”