Over the weekend, I came into the house with a handful of radishes and tripped and fell, dropping a radish in the process. After nursing my dignity, I looked for the radish. No luck, so I said that it would probably turn up.
And my husband laughed. My radish would turnip. Heh.
Chani West-Folyle, marketing associate
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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