Good luck with that, dude!

So I'm standing on a corner in downtown Seattle, waiting for the light to change when:

"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"

I look over. A 30-something sk8erboiman with a neck tattoo and a soul patch is eyeing my belly.

"Uh, we don't know yet," I say, too startled to rattle off my standard "I'm pretty sure it's one or the other."

Sk8erfellow gets a stoned dreamy look on his face. "Wow," he says. "I've wanted to be a father since I was like...eight."

The light turns green and he takes off on his skateboard before I have a chance to say anything. Of course, what do you say to that?


BiB
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