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Guys do that for the same reason people slow down when they see a highway patrol car … guilty conscience.
Sally – “Hey everyone, did ya hear? Margret’s preg... ”
Bob – “Uh… it couldn’t have been by me, I was with Susan … or was it Thelma... no wait, I think it was Angelica … Mary?”
Tom - “Oh, crap, my vasectomy didn’t work! Wait… who’s Margret?”
Steve – “oh, no, not another one! I knew I shouldn’t have used generic rubbers! Dad always said, never wear a cheap love glove!”
Bill – “Please don’t let it be mine! Please don’t let it be mine! Please don’t let it be mine! …”.
Sally - “…nant. She and her husband are expecting in April.”
Bob, Tom, Steve – (collectively) “whew! Dodged that bullet!”
Bill – “Please don’t let it be mine! Please don’t let it be mine! Please don’t let it be mine! …”.
Wait, Bill is Margret’s husband! What’s his deal?
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(((Psssst! No stopovers or detours on the way to Jane‘s place were recorded, right?)))
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(((You know there was also a discount on miniature microphones at Northwest that week, right? Buy two at full price and get one more at half price. I bought nine total! Shhhhhhh!)))
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You know, your name shows up several times a month on that 120-day calendar. That means you’re a favorite.
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Shuhak 