Beatrice is just about ready to leave the Betty Ford Treatment Center - the Reddi Wip Wing. It all started with a squirt onto red Jello, then chocolate pudding, banana splits, and finally right from the can into her mouth - while she was still in the grocery store. The cops hauled her away thinking she had rabies. Now, as long as she is wearing her quarter-stick-of-butter patch on her arm (outdoors in the winter) she is fine. We don't know what will happen next summer. Drip. Drip. Drip.