requiescat in pace, miss rue

Blanche: "Ah! Look at the shameless way she's flirtin' with him. DIS-GUSTIN'!"

Rose: "You flirted with him."

Blanche: "I'm from the South. Flirting is part of my heritage."

Rose: "What do you mean?"

Dorothy: "Her mother was a slut, too."


From one Old Slut to another -- thanks for the belly laughs. I'm gonna miss you, Miss Rue. xoxo