I bit him, too!

'Tootie' Smith:
I wanna sleep right here. Mrs. Anna Smith:
Of course you will, darling. 'Tootie' Smith:
And I wanna wear Esther's nightgown. Rose Smith:
I'll get it for you right now. Mrs. Anna Smith:
I hate to think about what your papa's going to do when he hears about all this. He may strike that Truett boy. Rose Smith:
I'll do that, Mama. Mrs. Anna Smith:
All right. And I'll get you some ice cream and cake, Tootie. 'Tootie' Smith:
[singing]
Feed a cold, starve a fever. I was drunk last night, dear Mother, I was drunk the night before. But if you'll forgive me, Mother, I'll never get drunk anymore! Esther Smith:
I got him! He didn't even have a chance to scratch me. Rose Smith:
Why, your dress is torn. Esther Smith:
Oh, that must've happened while he was trying to hold me off. I bit him! 'Tootie' Smith:
[clapping her hands]
I bit him, too!