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The funniest, coolest thing happened today.  While at work, I heard someone approaching the front door, stomping on the porch.  He entered and stomped again before I saw him.  It was my co-worker, Ben, and he was carrying a plastic grocery bag.  From the bag, he pulled a quart of pink milk and set it on the counter and waited for my reaction.  I was like, “You didn’t!”  He did!  He brought the pink milk in so I could try it.  I keep calling it pink milk, but of course, it’s really strawberry-flavored.  I had a couple of glassfuls.  Let me tell you, it’s a very sweet strawberry.  The pink milk tickled me pink, especially because it was such a delightful surprise from Ben.

One of these days became today.