Oh Carolina

(In North Suburban Chicago Dialiect)

(Phone rings)
B: It's Betty...Betty Betty Bedda Beddeeee (Squeeky voice goes up)
C: Is that you, Betty?(Deep smokey voice)

B: Oh come on Carolina. I said it five times. Do you want to hear it again?
C: Yeah...Nine ...maybe ten. I could hear your name all day as long as it's you that's sayin it.

B: Why don't you come over for some bunt cake?
C: Mmmm. Bunt cake? The cake with the hole in the middle?

B: You bring the bunt cake. I'll make the coffee