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Comments courtesy of YACCS


Tuesday, November 03, 2009

I saw her looking at me from across the room.

I knew what she was thinking. I worked my way around tables and people to get to the other side of the room to talk to her.

"Hi," I said. "I am not pregnant."

"Oh," she sounded disappointed. "I was going to congratulate you and ask you when you were due."

"Nope. Just fat," I clarified.

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