It really bugs me that if Julia Roberts's character had waited a few years, her mother could have been a surrogate mother for little Jackson Jr., and she wouldn't have had to go into that diabetic drink your juice Shelby coma, and she didn't have to die.
But society was too late. Well, her loss is our gain, because Steel Magnolias kicks red-velvet armadillo-cake ass.
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