DO THEY HAVE TUPPERWARE IMPLANTS?
Key Quote: Dr. Greenberg described it as “like a bar mitzvah.” It had an open bar, a disc jockey and performers on stilts during cocktail hour. The dinner buffet included carving, pasta and dim sum stations.
Which raises the question: Carving WHAT?
(Thanks to Elon Weintraub)
I assume there was no plastic fruit at the event. You just can't be too careful.
Posted by: Braniff77 | June 30, 2008 at 04:32 PM
Braniff, at this time of the year, most of the plastic fruit is on Fire Island.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 30, 2008 at 04:33 PM
"Dr. Alan H. Gold, a Great Neck-based plastic surgeon...". Limiting your practice to wattles seems a little risky to me.
Posted by: Mallomary | June 30, 2008 at 04:36 PM
"Doctor, I seem to be gaining weight that I can't get rid of."
"First, have a few Hershey Kisses while we talk. I suggest liposuction."
"Mmmph. Rlly? Thatph gonna helph? How longs will it lapht?"
"Don't worry about that. You can always have a touch-up session. More chocolate?" *Cha-ching*
Posted by: JayP | June 30, 2008 at 04:37 PM
And yes Dave, there are Tupperware brand implants. Instead of stitches they have a burp & seal closure. Pamela Anderson's got a set.
Posted by: padraig the cheesehead | June 30, 2008 at 04:41 PM
I thought the burp & seal closure was only used by nursing mothers.
Imagine the baby's surprise when it found out they were fake! Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty... What the...salt water?
Posted by: JayP | June 30, 2008 at 04:47 PM
The caption says the good doctor is giving Debbie an injection in Glen Head, but it looks like Debbie's head to me.
Posted by: Howard from Broward | June 30, 2008 at 05:00 PM
And other cultures hate us because...?
Posted by: Cheesewiz | June 30, 2008 at 05:05 PM
Annie, Yesterday it was all in Manhattan, in the parade. Today, probably back on Fire Island.
Posted by: Braniff77 | June 30, 2008 at 05:05 PM
Anybody been to a good gastroenterology party lately?
Posted by: Danny | June 30, 2008 at 05:06 PM
Danny:
The word on gastro parties is 'stay away from the dip.'
Posted by: Cheesewiz | June 30, 2008 at 05:14 PM
I wonder, too, what the urology, gynecology, and psychiatry party circuits are like.
Posted by: Danny | June 30, 2008 at 05:33 PM
Are these not the same genius Long Island women who awarded Dina Lohan a "Mother of the Year" award? You can't inject contagion into your head without some daft side-effects.
Posted by: MartiniShark | June 30, 2008 at 06:03 PM
No audio? Thank goodness. You can botox the snot outta them, but you can never take that hideous accent away. It's like the 'Nanny' with expletives.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 30, 2008 at 06:16 PM
Dim Sum Station - GNFARB.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 30, 2008 at 06:17 PM
well, how about root canal parties. these people obviously have waaay too much money. hey, give to charity, will ya
Posted by: queensbee | June 30, 2008 at 07:00 PM
Of course they had a D.J. there.
Posted by: Margaritaville | June 30, 2008 at 07:14 PM
Soon to be appearing, "Prostrate Exam Parties" (which, obviously, WBAGNFARB...)
Posted by: frodolives | June 30, 2008 at 10:44 PM
You know what the DJ would be playing at that party Frodo? Spinal Tap's "Smell the Glove".
Posted by: MartiniShark | June 30, 2008 at 10:55 PM
*SNORKS* at MS!!!!
Posted by: frodolives | June 30, 2008 at 11:07 PM