Sweet Sue

— Didn't you girls say you went to a conservatory?
— Oh, yes. For a whole year.
— I thought you said three years.
— We got time off for good behaviour.

— Hey, Sheboygan. What was your last job? Playing square dances?
— No. Funerals.
— Would you mind rejoining the living? Goose it up a little.

— There are two things I will not put up with during working hours: liquor and men.
— Men?
— Don't worry about that.
— We wouldn't be caught dead with men! Rough, hairy beasts with eight hands! And they all just want one thing from a girl!
— I beg your pardon, miss!