Flossy and Bessie are sitting on the front porch, rocking back and forth in their rocking chairs on a hot Alabama summer evening. With heavy southern accents, they spend many nights talking about anything and everything... Let's listen, shall we:

Flossy: "Bessie, have I told you 'bout my Leroys?"

Bessie: "Leroys? What do you mean Leroys?"

Flossy: "My three Leroys that I've been seein'"

Bessie(shocked): "Why, I'll be! How on earth do you keep from getting them mixed up?"

Flossy (proudly): "Well, I have them all named for soft drinks."

Bessie: "Soft drinks? What on earth do you mean?"

Flossy: " The first Leroy, I call him 7-up, 'cause he's got 7 inches, and he is always up!"

Bessie snickers and blushes.

Flossy: "My second Leroy, I call him Mountain Dew, 'cause I'm justa mountain and he justa do!"

Bessie blushes and snickers more.

Flossy: "And my third Leroy, I call him Jack Daniels."

Bessie: "Jack Daniels? That's not a soft drink! That's hard liquor!"

Flossy: "Exactly!"