The Happy Ending1969

Flo:
Some girls work their way through college selling magazines. I sold *me*.

Sam:
I don't want to hear it.

Flo:
It's a success story with a bang finish. Lucky my mother hated breast-feeding, or I'd been alcoholic before I could walk. Finally killed her. Every Sunday, drunk or sober, she'd give me the same lecture: "Girl, ya' gotta' go to college. Because without an education, you either end up a big-mouthed housewife, or a big-assed whore." My freshman year, she dropped dead - smack in the middle of praying to win a fortune in the Irish Sweepstakes... I sure didn't intend to be a big-mouthed housewife, so I went to work. I graduated with a "master's degree" - in men.