Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for January 21, 1998
Transcript:
Aruba: Mother I'm going out. Aruba's mother: Looking like that?? I don't think so, Aruba. Aruba: Oh mother! And what's wrong with the way I look?! Aruba's mother: See for yourself in a mirror and then you tell me. Aruba: Thank you, mother! I didn't have my navel ring in. Aruba's mother: You're welcome, dear.