Blanche: What was I talking about?
Rose: About teasing me 'cause you love me.
Blanche: Oh, that's right. Well, it's true. I learned that during my sorority years when I was dating Preston Bougainvillea. Lord, the teasing that boy put up with.
Rose: Because of his name.
Blanche: No, because of his ears. He had these long, floppy ears. Kind of like a basset hound. When he came to pick me up for our blind date I couldn't believe it. He jumped out of the car and he ran up the walk and bounded up onto the front porch, and I remember thinking, "He's gonna trip on those ears." But he didn't. So there he stood before me introducing himself and, I don't know, I was still so stunned, I just kind of half-muttered a "Howdy-do" and he said, "I beg your pardon? I didn't hear you." Well, I don't know what came over me, but I just blurted out, "Didn't hear me? I think you could pick up Radio Free Europe with those ears!" And you know what he did? He laughed. Well, right then and there I started growing very fond of Mr. Preston Bougainvillea, and over the next several months we saw quite a lot of each other.
Rose: Oh, that's really very sweet, Blanche.
Blanche: I know. By the way, did you girls know that the size of a man's ears is directly proportionate to the size of his other bodily organs?
Rose: What do you mean?
Dorothy: He had a big, floppy pancreas, Rose.