A town burns. Women concoct some kind of 19th century version of the RU-486 pill. Other skits are genuinely funny. Teenage girls dread their menstrual cycle then pray for it to start. Each falls in love with the same boy.
Props are a hoot.
For a covered wagon, cast members carry wooden arches. For fire, actors wave silver tinsel. Songs and dances are just as corny. Don't let snowbirds gobble up all the tickets to this. Quilters belongs on college campuses, where it could garner a cult following a la Rocky Horror Picture Show.