9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for September 12, 2001
September 11, 2001
September 13, 2001
Transcript:
"Your date kept you out on the porch a long time." "He wanted a goodnight kiss." "In fact he got rather poetic about it, likening my lips to cherries, their color to pink grapefruit, and the smoothness of my cheek to a peach." "So? Did you let him kiss you?" "I gave him a bowl of fruit."
