Gidget Meets Patty Lane
A couple of years ago, I came up with the idea of a Lifetime movie in which a newly-widowed Gidget moves next door to the recently-divorced Patty Lane (she was a divorcee in that video miscarriage called "Still Rockin' in Brooklyn Heights") - and NO KIDS!
(jumping up and down with clenched fists and teeth)
NO - NO - NO - NO - WRO-O-O-O-ONG!!!!
NO! SNOT-NOSED-BRATTY-TOO-COOL-FOR-SCHOOL-SNORTING "WHAT- - EVERRRRR!"-CHILDREN TO SPOIL THE MOMENT.
Gidge-n-Patty should still act as if they're 17, and the show should be written by quality writers - Seinfeld-or-Frasier-style.
OMG - did I just describe an American AB-FAB?
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.