[drinking circle:]
Kitty: I can't believe Fez was seduced by that cradle-robbing slut. You girls throw it around like football players, couldn't one of you have slept with him?
Donna: Mrs. Forman, you need to understand something. Fez is a deviant weirdo. We're just glad he is doing it with a person and not a couch, a tree or my pillow.
Kitty: After all I have done for that boy, he has the nerve to say, "You're not my mother." If that's even what he said. Because who can understand anything that comes out of that ungrateful mush-mouth.
Jackie: Wow. Fez and an older divorced woman. You know, if I were a divorced older woman, I would take everything from my ex-husband. Suffer, you cheating bastard! Ha! Can't wait to be divorced.
Kitty: Well, if he doesn't want me mothering him, fine, I'm done. Next Christmas, his stocking will not be hung by the chimney with care. It will be tossed in the garbage with... hair! This place uses too much ice.