SISSY Hi, my name's Sissy Dwindle. That's my sister Patsy Dwindle. No relation. She's my half-sister on my daddy's side. And my step sister on my momma's side. I call her my step and a half sister. But now they're divorced so I guess that don't count for nothin'. I mean, like, if I needed a kidney, she don't do me no good. We're both OB positive though, so I guess if it was just a bleeder. (sotto voce) But if it's all the same I'd just as soon get mine from somebody wasn't so sexually active as one of us is. Not namin' any names. You know what I mean? I mean, you don't wanna go to the hospital for getting your hand in the slicer and come out with hepa-somethin' you didn't have goin' in, just cuz some donor didn't want her purse full o' condoms goin' out and left 'em all on the dresser for my momma to find and think they was mine. And you know what a gossip that woman is. Now I got every boy in town thinkin' I like all them flavors when it's just the red ones. All the other ones make me gag. I think they're cherry, you want one? I got a bunch. It's okay, you can save it for later.