Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for April 18, 1999
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Stone Soup by Jan Eliot Gramma Evie: ? Gramma Evie: Son? SON? Excuse me! Man: Whut? Gramma Evie: Your shoe's untied, dear. Gramma Evie: That's better. And as long as we're talking... Gramma Evie: You really should wear more pastels, dear. You're a SPRING! SNORT Man With Sunglasses: OK, I am NOT believin' this! Man: Me neither. I thought I was a WINTER.