One of the numerous times…
..when Donnie and Mel met Ghis and Jeff
Donnie parked in front of the brand new La Famiglia Coin Laundromat on 827 Southern Blvd, Palm Beach (where Mel and Donnie live) opposite the Mall.
As Melania is struggling to get the bag of laundry into the front trunk of the 1997 Lamborghini Diablo VT, she hears “MEL!” and bumps her head as she suddenly lifted her head in reaction.
Mel: “Ghislaine! So nice to see you! What are you doing here?”
Ghislaine: “Jeff and I thought we come and check out the new laundry here!”
Mel rubbing her head: “Oh hi Jeffrey. Ooof I bumped my head. It’s not the most comfy car to do chores in huh? but you know Donnie and cars”
Points at Donnie who sits behind the wheel.
Donnie: “Vrrrrrrooooom! Vrooooom! Hey Jeffy! Hey Ghislaine!”
Mel: “Just did one load of Donnie’s dirty laundry. Fortunately he left most of it with his friend Vlad. Saves me a lot of trips to the laundry. But Donnie’s now complaining that Vlad’s always telling him what to do if he ever wants his laundry back, or else he will put it on eBay! Hahaha…the boys…always playing”
Jeffrey walks up to the driver’s side of the Diablo.
Jeff: “Donnie, bro. Listen matey. I got this party going on tonight. Ghislaine has sent out the invites, but we were going to invite you personally.”
Donnie: “Party? What party?”
Jeff: “Well you know a hip party. Lots of young people!”
Donnie: “Many young unfeathered bipeds of the female kind? haha! Vrrrroooooom!”
Jeff: “Does the Pope masturbate?”
Mel: “Sorry Jeff, we are in a rush. We have to go or Donnie loses his spot at the tanning salon. Maybe you can catch up later at the Mar-a? Bye!”
Jeff: “Okayyyyy Mel, don’t want to hold you up, you busy people! Let me know Donnie!”
Mel and Donnie drive away.
Mel: “What was that about?”
Donnie: “What?”
Mel: “Jeff said: Let me know. What was he talking about?”
Donnie: “Oh that! Jeffy has a party tonight and he invited us”
Mel: “Us? He always only invites you! I never go to his parties!”
Donnie: “Oh Mel. They are boring parties. I go there because I have to. You know I hate those parties. Only old, ugly fat men like me, always talking about themselves. I have to go. It’s good for business.”
Mel: “Oh yeah. Only old ugly fat men AND you my little sexy handsome Donnie punny”
Donnie: “Yes. And me. Fortunately they talk so much about themselves I don’t have to talk. I hate to talk about myself. I am the best not-about-himself-talker that they have ever seen, people tell me all the time.”
Mel: “So what do you do then whilst those old men are talking about themselves? Looking at girls? Are there any girls there?”
Donnie: “Oh I don’t know Mel. You know me. I don’t care about girls. I mean really, we have Ivanka, don’t we? Our hot, piece of ass that I would date if she wasn’t my own, haha!”
Mel: “Oh Donnie, you are unique!”
Donnie: “I am”
Mel: “Hey Donnie, where do Jeffy and Ghis live? They never told me”
Donnie: “We’ve met them numerous times. We live in Palm Beach. I guess they live in Palm Beach.”
