So, the other week I was at the local brewery when they were changing shifts, and the day bartender happened to be the one cool (Goth-ish) (short-skirted) (high-booted) (early 20-something) who recently got married to her long-term boyfriend, and had her first baby.
She showed me a video on her phone of her baby's first smile, from the previous day.
"And when was she born?", I was like.
"Four twenty," she was like, holding up her right hand in that devil-pronged rock-and-roll gesture.
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