Iola: Well, it's not funny, Thelma, it took me six months to make these. Now Sherman's going into battle with burnt buns.
Snake: Hey, isn't that your basic felt applique?
Snake: I could help ya make a new one.
Snake: Yeah. My sister was an exotic dancer. I used to help make all her costumes.
Mama: Say no more. Snake, you run along and help Iola.
Iola: B-b-b-but Thelma . . .
Mama: But nothing, Iola. If she can use a chainsaw, I'm sure she can handle a glue gun.
Iola: Well, very well. Come along Snake dear.
Mama: I hope General Sherman doesn't wind up with pasties and a G-string.