I've always had a warped sense of humor. When I was pregnant with my youngest, I was deemed complicated, so I had to stay close to the hospital where I was to deliver-(3 hours from my home, I live in the middle of nowhere.) So, I was about a week from delivering and I was in the elevator, going to my room when this guy got on the elevator, too. He looks at me and says, "when's the baby due?" I looked at him and said, "What do you mean, I'm not pregnant." The look on his face was priceless. I could t help it-I cracked up laughing and said. "Got you!" He laughed too, it was truly very funny.