9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for March 10, 2008
March 09, 2008
March 11, 2008
Transcript:
"I'm about to go onstage to play Brahms, Beethoven, Franck and Mozart with a cellist whose nose is packed with money." "It isn't just money... ...the point of the exercise lies in guessing the sum to the nearest..." "Don't look at me." "I do look at you." "Well knock it off." "Drop dead." "...Quarter." "Breadstick." "Camp follower." "Prig." "Tart."
