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I worked with a guy named Mike June. He was a bit older (to my 19-year-old self at the time, 35 was old). Well, he married this god-awful ugly woman. She was the 35-year-old type who wore all pink and ruffles, sweatshirts with airbrushed kittens - you know what I mean?
About a year after their marriage, they had a baby girl - ugly little thing, bless her heart. They named her April May.
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