Blanche: I wish Mr. Fix-It would come back and finish working on that dishwasher. The dishes are piling up like crazy.
Dorothy: Well, you know, Blanche, we could wash them. I mean, before dishwashers, people didn't just eat and wipe the dishes on their pants.
Rose: I used to love washing dishes. In Minnesota, the whole family would get together and wash dishes. Even Uncle Gustaf, after the giant Swiss army knife accident, learned to dry dishes with his feet. We used to laugh and carry on and have such a happy time.