Rose: I used to love to change diapers.
Dorothy: Face it, Rose. You march to a different drummer.
Blanche: I didn't exactly hate changing diapers, but I was never any good at it. Especially with the boys. They always had dry bottoms but wet T-shirts, cos I forgot to point their little ooh-hoos south.
Dorothy: You know, I didn't even think about that until Michael was at least six months old.
Rose: What's an ooh-hoo?
Dorothy: It's a chocolate soft drink.
Rose: I never had one.