As Reynoldo lit the votive candle at the grotto for San Jose de los Platanos, and prayed for the healthy delivery of his first child, he heard a disembodied voice say, "Your daughter will be born 17 inches long,"
To which Reynoldo replied, "Do you know the weight, too, San Jose?
I took a beer bottle to the recycling center, but they wouldn't take it.
They said: "This is the pint of no return."