Blanche: This information will have no bearing on my getting into the "Daughters of the Old South." I'll just lie.
Dorothy: Oh, Blanche, this is ridiculous. Why should you have to lie? You're only one-eighth Yankee.
Blanche: That's right. I'm seven-eighths' Southern. That's more than enough.
Dorothy: And if they don't let you in, instead of saying "fiddle-di-doo," well, you can always switch to Deedle didle deedle dum.