Poked and prodded

We went to Tahoe this past weekend, and I had an interesting experience in the women's restroom at the Harrah's buffet. This woman came up to me and remarked, "So you're having a boy?"
I was intrigued.
"Well, actually I don't know what I'm having. Why do you say that?" I asked curiously.
She suddenly grabbed my back and started feeling it. Her hand was still damp from being washed. At least it was clean, huh?
"Well," she said, "If you lose all of your back fat, you're having a boy." She kept feeling my back. "Hmmm. Maybe you're having a girl."
Gee, thanks lady.  ¶ 11:07 AM