[spanky (aka Lola)]

I don't recommend it as a way to get enough anti-androgen into your system to make a big difference, but I highly recommend using mulled fresh home-grown spearmint leaves in mint juleps, with a good sour mash, a minuscule touch of super fine sugar and crushed ice. Not only is it a delightfully cooling summer drink, it affords the perfect opportunity to put on your favorite Scarlet O'Hara dress and laze in the sultry night air.

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Rhett Butler: And those pantalettes, I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalettes.
Scarlett: Oh Rhett, what do they - you shouldn't talk about such things.
Rhett Butler: You little hypocrite. You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talking about it.
Scarlett: But really Rhett, I can't go on accepting these gifts although you are AWFULLY kind.
Rhett Butler: I'm not kind, I'm just tempting you.
Scarlett: Well if you think I'll marry you just to pay for the bonnet I won't.
Rhett Butler: Don't flatter yourself. I'm not a marrying man.

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Scarlett: [Rhett has heard Scarlett's and Ashley's fight] and Sir you should have made your presence known
Rhett Butler: In the middle of that beautiful love scene. Now that wouldn't have been very tactful would it?
Scarlett: Oh! You sir are no gentlemen.
Rhett Butler: And you Ms. are no lady.