Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for September 02, 1990

Transcript:

Luann: dear diary: I can't even imagine my parents being, y'know...lusty. Mom: We're not as romantic as we used to be, are we, Frank? Dad: well, with two teens in the house and our hectic schedules, there just isn't much time to be alone. Dad: But, you know, hon, there's romance and love in little everyday things we do. Mom: Yes... I suppose there is... Dad: Like, remember that weekend when the kids were away and we had breakfast in bed together? Mom: Uh hum.. Dad: And after we finished, we cuddles up and I put my head on your lap...and do you recall what you did? Dad: You reached down, and-with just the tip of your little fingernail- mom: Mmm...? Dad: You ever son gently flicked a crumb of toast off my chin. That's love. Mom: We need a vacation, Frank. real soon.