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| IcyAll | Apr 9 2014, 11:39 PM Post #1726 |
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Yes. And Aviva stuck it to her again ... "If I recall, it was her idea we go out there ..." and then later "but I'm not pointing fingers, it was an accident and accidents happen and no one is to blame." TOO LATE, YA CRAZY! |
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| lovesnark | Apr 10 2014, 11:10 AM Post #1727 |
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Sonja looks like she's the poster child for adult ADD with her never finishing any of the gazillion things she starts and her rapid fire, scattered way of trying to express herself. The question for me is, is she that way because she does have some sort of attention disorder or is she that way because of drugs she takes for said disorder? Mr Lovesnark has a long time employee with severe ADD and when he's not medicated, he's scattered and gets overly emotional about every little thing. When he's on his meds, he's a different person. Even tempered and a great asset on the job site. The thing about ADD meds is that they act like speed for folks who don't have the disorder. For people with ADD, the effect is the opposite. It's entirely possible that Sonja with a sexy J has her very own Dr Feelgood that keeps her in whatever she wants. After all, she's cooked toaster oven meals for the Churchills :P |
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| Finestra | Apr 10 2014, 12:07 PM Post #1728 |
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Why does she think its clever and cute to say "I just peed and I'm not wearing underwear?" She has to be using Adderall for dieting. I don't think she is unmedicated. |
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| lovesnark | Apr 10 2014, 02:40 PM Post #1729 |
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That's exactly it, Fin. I think she takes Adderall or Ritalin to help her not gain weight and it makes her behave like a speed freak. Back in the day, going to a bar with friends and snorting lots of coke was a blast. And, IIRC we all thought we were incredibly witty, extremely hot and had the best ideas in the world. Then the coke would wear off and we'd all realize we were average looking, average young women..........with hangovers. |
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| Finestra | Apr 10 2014, 05:16 PM Post #1730 |
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Whose witty sayings were actually things like "I peed myself!" lol! |
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| andme | Apr 10 2014, 06:49 PM Post #1731 |
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Put Vicki and Sonja together for the Real Housewives of Incontinence. |
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| discomom | Apr 11 2014, 08:39 PM Post #1732 |
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Maybe they can be spokespersons for Poise or Depends :) |
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| Finestra | Apr 11 2014, 09:19 PM Post #1733 |
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Lol Disco - there is a famous football player who used to play for the Baltimore Ravens I think that now does male incontinence commercials. |
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| Cosmocrush | Apr 12 2014, 02:39 PM Post #1734 |
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Either way, I think it's good TV. And I can't help it, I think she's the prettiest of the NY hos. Sonja and Harry have some good chemistry but I think Fin's right - Sonja being so nice to Aviva (after Aviva called her white trailer trash last year) has to be some sort of favor to Harry. Yes, Ryan from Million Dollar Listings does work at Nestseekers. But I think Sonja was smart enough to ask for a loaner/rental from either Bravo or the company itself. It was a hell of a lot nicer than the hilarious place Silex stayed on their first season at the Hamptons, a memory that still cracks me up. The brunch showed Sonja still has a pretty good rolodex (what do they call your list of numbers now?) at least as far as caters go. |
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| cccharley | Apr 12 2014, 08:58 PM Post #1735 |
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ha - that Silex place was classically hysterical. I'll never forget it! I love me my SonJa - not sure if she is that way IRL or GUNNING for her own show. I'd watch her over those other HOs. I actually would love to meet her and hang out and drink till the sun comes up. I am certain I would regret it the next day but just once. I finally finished watching the episodes. TOO much AVIVA - go away. I totally agree that the woman who had the accident her was contacted by Bravo. Totally BS that she thought about her daily and wondered if she were married considering she is on TV and in the papers all the time. All she had to do was a simple google and find out..Aviva is such a horrible liar/actress. She gives me the shivers. Then she goes into the barn in high heels. Ugh go away.............. Honestly the story was even too stupid for Bravo. What the hell Andy? Seriously? This is not 1985. They really must think we are that stupid to believe it! I hope she got some money. I also think that Aviva insisted that she look like a farm hand and wear no make up so she could look much better and show her how she survived, was rich and looked younger. She is just such a bitch. I also caught the "it was her idea" right away. Who knows and who cares? I actually bet it was her idea. Then when they went to the barn Vivi wanted to do something fancy and got her leg caught. It is a very sad story but she is a nightmare. Her stories about helping others - seriously? Nobody heard of Aviva D the Philanthropist prior to RHONY. Come on now. She is such a pig. Get off my tV please. thank goodness I taped. I FF thru all her scenes. Then again I ff thru half the scenes these days. Edited by cccharley, Apr 12 2014, 09:06 PM.
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| Mariah | Apr 12 2014, 09:31 PM Post #1736 |
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Someone on Sucks said: I just read the excerpts on Amazon of Aviva's book- Becky didn't save her life. It was the quick thinking of the other friend, Dawn. Interesting. |
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| WillyWonka | Apr 12 2014, 10:12 PM Post #1737 |
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I didn't read the book and don't intend to but I will give them all passes since they were all kids at the time. But it is interesting that there was another friend there too and neither one of them mentioned her on the show. Also that neither one of them mentioned the lawsuit against Becky's family. Again, they were kids so it's not like it was their fault but I would think that would have super awkward especially for Becky, knowing her parents were sued over it all and their insurance had to make a big payout. |
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| Mariah | Apr 12 2014, 10:20 PM Post #1738 |
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Well, and being thanked when it was THE OTHER friend who apparently turned off the machine? Who knows, maybe the other friend ran for help, I didn't read it either. The excerpt is probably the same for everyone though. Anyone want to bite the bullet and read it? |
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| dilbert2004 | Apr 12 2014, 10:47 PM Post #1739 |
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Here's the pertinent part from the excerpt: (if you don't want to read it, and I wouldn't blame you: Dawn hollered for Becky to stop the machine. Becky stopped the machine.) Becky said, “Let’s sneak out of the house and ride the barn cleaner in the barn.” Dawn said, “Cool!” I said, “Cool!” I would have done whatever they wanted. I had no idea what a barn cleaner was, but I liked the sound of “sneak out” and “ride.” I threw on jeans, a T-shirt, and my favorite Mickey Mouse sneakers. The sneakers were among my most treasured possessions and I wore them proudly. We ran to the barn, laughing. We jumped in muddy puddles and called them chocolate milk. Becky was barefoot. The barn had a heavy sliding red door. We went inside and saw a lot of cows. Specifically, a lot of cow tochis (Yiddish for behind). The animals were lined up in two rows of about twenty on the left and right sides of the barn. The cows faced the barn wall with their tails toward a center walkway. Positioned right underneath the cows’ backsides was an oblong oval made of steel planks inside a metal casing. It reminded me of a baggage carousel at an airport, except this one was multilayered, narrow, and dirty. Becky flipped a switch right next to the entrance, and the steel oval started moving. It was surprisingly loud, first clanging into operation and then making a grinding sound as it rotated clockwise. I didn’t realize what it was at first. Then a cow lifted her tail, and a cow pie plopped out of her rear end and landed with a wet splat on the barn cleaner. I watched the pile move along the belt until it disappeared through a chute outside the barn; the only sign of the poop when the rotation was complete was a brown smear. I watched with amazement as a few other cows pooped and the belt carried it away, out of sight. The strong smell, though, wasn’t going anywhere. Becky walked all the way down the length of the barn, past the rows of cows, to the back wall, a good two hundred feet from the door. She said, “Just jump on.” She showed Dawn and me how to do it. The trick was to get onto the belt with each foot firmly planted on a single plank. The planks shifted underfoot, and if you stepped on the seam, you might fall. Obviously, you didn’t want to jump into manure either. I remember having some misgivings about getting my Mickey Mouse sneakers dirty. But I wanted to impress the older girls and prove myself. If they could do it, so would I. Becky rode the belt first. Then Dawn. And then me. Becky did it again and again, each time with a slight refinement, like raising her arms over her head. Dawn would copy her, then me. It was follow the leader. I was shaky the first few times, but I got the hang of it and thought I was just as good as the older girls. It was almost too easy. Becky decided Dawn and I were ready to move on to the next level of difficulty. “Now we’re going to do it on the turn, okay?” she asked, her eyes daring us to chicken out. By “the turn,” she meant the bend in the belt, the U-turn at the door end of the vast barn. I took a closer look at it. When the planks shifted to accommodate the curve, a gap opened farther between them. It was only a few inches wider, but I could see the rusty teeth of the machinery that made the belt go around. The parts looked old, the mechanism primitive. It might’ve been built a hundred years earlier. “It’s a big deal,” said Becky, acknowledging the bravery and skill required for this trick. “It looks easy when I do it, but it’s not.” She showed us how. Becky jumped on with expert placement, one foot on each of the two adjacent planks. She held her arms out like airplane wings and leaned slightly forward for balance. The curve seemed to move faster than the straightaway. Her red hair swung as she jumped off, landing on the dirt floor of the barn like a cat. I was really impressed. Dawn’s turn. She copied Becky’s style and made it all the way around the turn. When she jumped off, she was laughing. My heart started racing. I wanted to laugh, too, to be part of the crew. I was the youngest, and the smallest, but I could show them that I was just as brave. My turn. It didn’t go well. I was supposed to stick the landing but I skidded. Maybe the metal planks were slippery or my Mickey Mouse sneaker treads were worn down or, more likely, I probably just misjudged my jump. I was a clumsy kid—and an even clumsier adult for obvious reasons. My left foot slid into the gap between the planks. The teeth of the machinery underneath caught hold of it and started pulling my leg down inch by inch. The barn cleaner continued to turn. I didn’t feel pain at first. I just felt stuck and confused about what was happening. There was pressure. I instinctively tried to free myself, but my leg was being pulled down farther into the gap. The pulling and pressure forced me to sit. Then I felt overwhelmed and had to lie back. The teeth had chewed my leg up to my knee. Becky started to run out of the barn. Dawn, clearly the most intelligent among us, screamed, “Turn it off! Becky, turn it off!” The switch was two hundred feet away. Becky raced down the length of the barn and hit it. The belt ground to a stop and the barn was suddenly quiet—except for, you know, the screaming. If Dawn hadn’t yelled, and if Becky hadn’t turned off the belt, I would be dead. The moving steel planks would have chopped my leg off, and I would have bled to death. Even at six, I was aware that I was half an inch away from never seeing my mother again. Becky and Dawn charged out of there, leaving me alone with the cows. I remember turning my head and noticing a swishing tail and the shape of a hoof. The barn smelled like manure and something new, something metallic, but not metal. It was the iron-rich smell of blood. Running flat out in a desperate panic, Becky and Dawn reached the Morgans’ house in a minute or two. I could hear them screeching for help, their voices shrill and piercing while they ran. I thought, Something is really wrong. Becky’s mother, Linda, rushed through the barn... Edited by dilbert2004, Apr 12 2014, 10:49 PM.
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| Mariah | Apr 12 2014, 10:56 PM Post #1740 |
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Odd that Amazon previewed probably the only interesting thing in the book, or at least what people might have been curious to read. Thanks for copying that. |
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