9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for December 15, 2006
Transcript:
"...Coating, and I recall that your lips kept moving against mine, sort of as if you were trying to say the word 'wombat,' or 'wobstah wole'...or maybe it was 'wimbawah.'" First kiss revisited, cont. "I couldn't ascertain which, and the general lip dampness obscured any clarity...at which point it hit me - You might just be kissing me. Thus, notwithstanding that earlier annelid simile accompanied by a distinct queasiness, I began to suspect affectionate undertones. Still, the question as to what you could possibly mean by 'wimbawah'..."