Monday, Feb. 28, 2005 - 2:38 P.M.

Overheard in the mall parking lot this weekend:

Him: Get in the car! C’mon Val, let’s go. This is stupid.

Val (apparently): NO! I hate you! You’re so mean to me. You're always mean to me.

Him: Val, I’m serious. People are looking at us. Get in the car.

Val: I’m not going anywhere with you. EVER! I’ll call my mom to come get me.

Him: Fine! Let her come and listen to your bullshit!

Val: I don’t know why I ever got involved with you. If you think I’m having your baby now you can FORGET IT!

Him: Baby!?

Val: Yeah, that’s right! I’m pregnant with your baby!

Him: I’m sterile.

Yikes!

Was Val really pregnant? Was he really sterile? Tune in tomorrow to find out. Except not. ‘Cause I don’t know, I beat a hasty retreat.

But that? Absolutely the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard in a parking lot. Well, alright, next to “Start the car! Hurry...hide the liquor, there’s your dad!”

A story for another time…

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