They just did an obit on NPR and interviewed Molly Ivins, who told a story that went somewhat like this (but is way better with accents, so you gotta go to the link):
Richards was in Scholz's, and she was chatting with an African-American state employee (I think this was in the 1970s). A good-old-boy judge came up to the two, and when the employee stuck out his hand to shake, and said "I'm John Miles," the judge kind of touched it with one finger and said "How's it going, boy." Then he turned to Richards and said "And who is this lovely little lady?" And Richards said "I am Mrs. Miles." (Only in the Ivins accent it was more like "Ah'm Mrs. Mahles," said like sugar wouldn't melt in her mouth.) I love it.
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Or how about the classic...
"Poor George Bush... born with a silver foot in his mouth"
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