I'm Barbara Eden, hiding from Desi in my dressing room.
Let's be things you'd find on the set of I Love Lucy
by Anonymous | reply 75 | October 18, 2024 3:04 AM |
Chesterfield cigarette butts.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | October 16, 2024 1:00 AM |
I'm Bill Frawley's delirium tremens.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | October 16, 2024 1:03 AM |
Uh-oh!
by Anonymous | reply 3 | October 16, 2024 1:10 AM |
Desi, rapidly deteriorating and developing an oily, gray, grimacing face while doing what he kept doing and done did until he couldn't do it no more.
He liked the good life and was able to enjoy a lot of it. But that health!
by Anonymous | reply 4 | October 16, 2024 1:16 AM |
I'm Bob Carroll Jr's eyebrow.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | October 16, 2024 1:19 AM |
I’m the well-worn prop wire hanger used whenever the Ethel character had one of her madcap “procedures”.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | October 16, 2024 1:20 AM |
The phoniest brick and the fakest-looking windows (depending on the season) on TV.
"The Honeymooners" was the creepiest set, for me, but at least it started as sketches on two other of his shows before he did the 39 episodes and specials.
Off-topic. Sorry.
by Anonymous | reply 7 | October 16, 2024 1:24 AM |
I’m the constant farts coming out of Bill Frawley’s asshole.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | October 16, 2024 1:28 AM |
I’m Carolyn Appleby’s Chinese Modern Furniture.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | October 16, 2024 1:29 AM |
I'm Lucy's much-abused kitchen stove and oven.
The rice. The bread. The horribly overdone roast beef. The dry-toast breakfasts with soap-water percolator coffee.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | October 16, 2024 1:31 AM |
And I'm Desi's large cock in his boxers, smooth with Caesar Romero's ChapStick.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | October 16, 2024 1:34 AM |
I'm Viv's black eye.
by Anonymous | reply 12 | October 16, 2024 1:34 AM |
I'm Mrs. DeVries, from across the street
by Anonymous | reply 13 | October 16, 2024 1:39 AM |
I’m the furniture Lucy changed every 10 minutes.
by Anonymous | reply 14 | October 16, 2024 1:47 AM |
The cheap-assed Asian Brick-a-brack on the mantel.
by Anonymous | reply 15 | October 16, 2024 2:09 AM |
The banjo clock. We had one too. I loved their apartment with the windows. The first one was claustrophobic. I thought their country place was devoid of charm and warmth.
by Anonymous | reply 16 | October 16, 2024 2:09 AM |
The Franciscan Ivy dinnerware .
The Chinese ceramic figures on the mantel in the second apartment.
The framed reproduction of a Degas ballet dancer , also in the second apartment.
by Anonymous | reply 17 | October 16, 2024 2:14 AM |
"Wondahfull!"
by Anonymous | reply 18 | October 16, 2024 2:37 AM |
I'm Ethel's hostess pants.
by Anonymous | reply 19 | October 16, 2024 2:38 AM |
R19. I saw those in Harper's Bazaar.
by Anonymous | reply 20 | October 16, 2024 2:55 AM |
R20. Oh they're bizarre all right.
by Anonymous | reply 21 | October 16, 2024 2:57 AM |
I’m Ethel’s toaster.
Oh, wait, she never got one!
by Anonymous | reply 22 | October 16, 2024 2:57 AM |
I’m Viv’s false eyelashes that Lucy ripped off.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | October 16, 2024 10:09 AM |
I'm the separate conjugal beds.
by Anonymous | reply 26 | October 16, 2024 10:12 AM |
We're the hookers in Desi's dressing room.
by Anonymous | reply 27 | October 16, 2024 10:25 AM |
I'm Mrs Trumball giving blow jobs in my dressing room.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | October 16, 2024 10:55 AM |
I’m scattered chocolates that fell off the conveyor belt.
Don’t worry, Viv will scarf us up.
by Anonymous | reply 29 | October 16, 2024 11:15 AM |
I'm the pages of Frawley's script from the scenes in which he does not appear in the trash can.
by Anonymous | reply 30 | October 16, 2024 1:06 PM |
I'm the used Kotex Viv stuck in Bill's script.
by Anonymous | reply 31 | October 16, 2024 2:34 PM |
A door in the kitchen that goes nowhere.
by Anonymous | reply 32 | October 16, 2024 3:40 PM |
I'm the hidden bottle of Vitameatvegamin Lucy drinks on the sly when she needs a bit of liquid courage.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | October 16, 2024 3:53 PM |
I'm the hostility.
by Anonymous | reply 34 | October 16, 2024 4:19 PM |
I'm the actor playing Little Ricky, wandering off onto the set of Gunsmoke.
by Anonymous | reply 35 | October 16, 2024 4:29 PM |
I'm Lucy's Don Loper original.
by Anonymous | reply 36 | October 16, 2024 5:16 PM |
Ethel's dungarees.
by Anonymous | reply 37 | October 16, 2024 5:22 PM |
I'm the waxed fruit Mrs. Littlefield's mother gave her and Mr. Littlefield for their anniversary.
by Anonymous | reply 38 | October 16, 2024 5:26 PM |
I'm the Degas prints that seem also to appear in the Beverly Palm, or at least something similar. (Did I also appear in Westport...?)
by Anonymous | reply 39 | October 16, 2024 5:26 PM |
I'm the fat jokes about Ethel when Viv still weighed the same as Lucille.
by Anonymous | reply 40 | October 16, 2024 5:36 PM |
I'm Vivian's on-set psychiatrist.
by Anonymous | reply 41 | October 16, 2024 5:54 PM |
I’m Fred’s pants that are pulled up to his tits.
by Anonymous | reply 42 | October 17, 2024 1:19 AM |
I'm Little Ricky's birth mother who weighed 400 pounds.
by Anonymous | reply 43 | October 17, 2024 4:33 AM |
I’m the scissoring that takes place between Lucy and Viv after a few too many drinks in Lucy’s dressing room when Desi is out with “the boys”. At first, Viv feels dirty and abused, until Lucy does this thing with her pelvis that cause Viv to squirt more than the Bellagio fountains…..
by Anonymous | reply 44 | October 17, 2024 6:02 AM |
I'm the daily crate delivery of Bacardi rum, half empty by 11am.
by Anonymous | reply 45 | October 17, 2024 11:29 AM |
I'm one of the two twin beds in their bedroom. The one where the action happened... when Lucy was out of town.
by Anonymous | reply 46 | October 17, 2024 11:37 AM |
I'm Barbara Eden, trying to be a more important guest star than I really am.
by Anonymous | reply 47 | October 17, 2024 11:41 AM |
I’m Jay Sandrich. Desperate to get away from Lucy. Just had lunch with an ad agency guy named Tinker. I pitched an idea for a show set in Minneapolis.
by Anonymous | reply 48 | October 17, 2024 12:30 PM |
[quote]I'm the waxed fruit Mrs. Littlefield's mother gave her and Mr. Littlefield for their anniversary.
WAX fruit (i.e., fruit made from wax), not WAXED fruit (actual fruit that has been coated with wax.)
by Anonymous | reply 49 | October 17, 2024 3:56 PM |
R49, your Virgo is showing.
by Anonymous | reply 50 | October 17, 2024 4:08 PM |
I’m Lucy’s racist, Chinese dance.
by Anonymous | reply 51 | October 17, 2024 4:09 PM |
I am the good prince Lancelot.
by Anonymous | reply 52 | October 17, 2024 4:12 PM |
R51, which episode was that?
by Anonymous | reply 53 | October 17, 2024 4:13 PM |
I’m the Philip Morris signs and banners in the studio. I did Jack shit for the company.
by Anonymous | reply 54 | October 17, 2024 4:18 PM |
I'm Ethel's blue jeans. I have never seen the inside of a subway.
by Anonymous | reply 55 | October 17, 2024 4:26 PM |
R53. When Ricky's "mamacita" visits.
by Anonymous | reply 56 | October 17, 2024 8:37 PM |
I'm the 3 year old emergency box of chocolates.
by Anonymous | reply 57 | October 17, 2024 9:09 PM |
I'm Lily of the Valley's elbow.
by Anonymous | reply 58 | October 17, 2024 10:06 PM |
I'm the bottles of bourbon in Tallulah Bankhead's dressing room.
by Anonymous | reply 59 | October 17, 2024 11:19 PM |
OP I congratulate you on a genuinely interesting and original "Let's Be..." thread. Like the old days of DL!
by Anonymous | reply 60 | October 17, 2024 11:55 PM |
Is r60 being facetious?
by Anonymous | reply 61 | October 18, 2024 12:38 AM |
I’m the grapes stuck in Lucy’s nose and ears.
by Anonymous | reply 62 | October 18, 2024 12:58 AM |
I'm William Holden's meaty cock.
by Anonymous | reply 63 | October 18, 2024 1:03 AM |
[quote] Let's be things you'd find on the set of I Love Lucy -- I'm Barbara Eden, hiding from Desi in my dressing room.
Well, then you actually wouldn't be found on the set, now would you?
by Anonymous | reply 64 | October 18, 2024 1:08 AM |
I'm Frank Nelson, pinging.
by Anonymous | reply 65 | October 18, 2024 1:36 AM |
Tonight at 12:30 on Pluto TV “Ricky’s Movie Offer” will air. On the set you’ll see one of the greatest improv bits by Ethel when they prop up Ben Benjamin (the inimitable Frank Nelson). You can tell by Lucy’s reaction that it was not scripted or rehearsed. I wish I could find the isolated clip. YouTube has the lead up but then stops just before it.
by Anonymous | reply 66 | October 18, 2024 1:41 AM |
I am (allegedly) Lucy's real Mother tied to a seat in the audience and ordered to give that "Oh Oh" laugh for every episode.
by Anonymous | reply 67 | October 18, 2024 2:15 AM |
R37- I must correct that. She refers to them as Blue Jeans 👖 not dungarees.
by Anonymous | reply 68 | October 18, 2024 2:24 AM |
I'm Phil Ober's fist.
by Anonymous | reply 69 | October 18, 2024 2:25 AM |
I’m Butch Mertz, Fred’s dog.
by Anonymous | reply 70 | October 18, 2024 2:30 AM |
I'm A Little Bit of Cuba
by Anonymous | reply 71 | October 18, 2024 2:31 AM |
Well, I'm a Big Hunk of America
by Anonymous | reply 72 | October 18, 2024 2:43 AM |
I’m the Italian haircut.
by Anonymous | reply 73 | October 18, 2024 3:02 AM |
I’m henna rinse bottles.
by Anonymous | reply 74 | October 18, 2024 3:02 AM |
R66, it was definitely in the script. Lucy absolutely wouldn't allow that kind of improvisation.
by Anonymous | reply 75 | October 18, 2024 3:04 AM |