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I realize that a due date is more of a guideline than a deadline, but it's still weird to buy milk and see that it expires after I do.
Plenty of perspiring, but there will be no expiring! Ah, Summer.
I think we can call it a tie. That's the date I have in the "when will the baby come" betting pool. So it has to be an omen.
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I remember thinking the same thing!!! :)