” Women don’t age as gracefully as men.” , said Ruth.
” You’ve aged well.”
” No, I haven’t. I’m fat,
my skin looks like an elephant’s and
I’m about as attractive as wet cardboard box.”
“Men still pine for you.”
“What men? Sal? He’d pine for an orangutan.
Viagra has drained all the blood from his brain.”
If nothing else Ruth is ruthlessly honest.