A Carolsueism

I called Carolsue on Monday, still annoyed by Ms. Shirley's accusation that I didn't know what it was like to be poor. Carolsue had the best retort. I am sorry my wayback machine doesn't work. And, if it did work, I would need to practice the smooth Southern drawl to make the maximum impact. She said:

"You know, I heard my maid and my butler talking about that the other day. That 'poor thing' you mentioned sounds just awful."