Flossy and Bessie

Flossy and Bessie are sitting on the front porch,rocking back and forth in their rocking chairs, on a hot Alabama summer evening. With heavy old southern accents, they spend many nights talking about anything and everything... Let's listen, shall we;

Flossy: "Bessie have I told you 'bout my Leroys?"

Bessie: "Leroys? What do you mean Leroys?"

Flossy: "My three Leroys that I've been seein'"

Bessie: (shocked)"Why I'll be! How on earth do you keep from getting them mixed up?"

Flossy: (proudly) "Well, I have them all named for soft drinks."

Bessie: "Soft drinks? What on earth do you mean.?"

Flossy: " The first Leroy.. I call him 7-up. Cause he's got 7 inches and he is always up!"

Bessie: (snickers and blushes)

Flossy: "My second Leroy..I call him Moutain Dew. Cause I'm justa mountain and he justa do!"

Bessie: (blushes more and more snickering)

Flossy: "And my third Leroy... I call him Jack Daniels."

Bessie: (interupting)"Jack Daniels? That's not a soft drink! That's a hard licquor!"