"Our birth control failed"
This was quite possibly the funniest thing I've heard uttered in a while (from the mouth of someone who I didn't think could look that flabbergasted in the face...then again I saw him cry on his wedding day), encompassing the complete irony of something so wonderful as a baby coming with the worst possible way for it to occur (within context). Luckily this was a (newly) married couple (honeymoon baby!) and not...the news I was expecting to hear from another source. And yes, it took a moment to sink in what that phrase meant.
CONGRATULATIONS!
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