9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for May 21, 2002
Transcript:
Juliette: " Did you just avert your face so you could roll your eyes at what I said?" Edda: "To be absolutely precise, I executed a furrowed, oblique hairy eyeball, with modified sneer, and single, flared, nostril of contempt." Edda: "And I'm happy once again." Gran: "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Juliette: "No...But I think I sprained my face."