As much as I loved Betty White on SNL, my favorite part of the night was about midway through the show, when a remote control error led to viewing partner Jessica Coen and I watching about 45 seconds of actual Golden Girls (There was a simultaneous marathon on WE), thinking it was a Golden Girls sketch on SNL (in our defense, we had discussed our hopes for a GG sketch earlier in the night.)
For that 45 seconds, we were so completely entranced by the remarkable authenticity of the set (the kitchen), costuming, makeup, rhythm, and film quality that we didn’t even catch what was actually happening in the scene, which, serendipitiously, consisted of just Betty White and Rue McClanahan, the two living members of the cast. For that 45 seconds, it was like we were in a mutual hallucination. Like, a Golden Girls k-hole.
And then a gigantic WE ad bubble popped up at the bottom and we were both like (facepalm!) And then the spell was broken and everything was as it was before.
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