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Looks like my boyfriend and I just got a kid!

A little girl from the Philippines, to be exact.
 

Okay, backing up, I'm not pregnant or anything, nor adopting, nor... well, it's nothing like that. The boyfriend and I were accosted on the street by a very charming Irishman, who was canvassing for Children International. I'm underage, and therefore not eligible to sponsor a child, so I was spared the brunt of his attention, and was instead used as a tactic to try and convince Bf. The Irishman at one point asked to trade places, and handed Bf his hat, bag and clipboard, and took me by the arm (can't say I was opposed), and told Bf to try and convince us to spare just a little money for a good cause, and explained how he was also completely broke but his work was just so worth it. He told us how we would get a picture of the child we sponsored, and could write letters (he informed Bf that he should probably get me to write letters, because I was the lady), and switched back and forth between a number of tactics until we pretty much couldn't say no any longer.
 

His points were all good, the issues he was canvassing for are worthy, and I was just so darned charmed by his Irish accent the whole time, that I was absolutely no help in saying no. We walked away with Bf signed up for a monthly donation, despite the fact that he currently has no income, completely optimistic and enchanted by the whole idea. I'm pretty sure even the Bf was wooed by the Irishman's accent and smooth way with words (the fact that he joked about a threesome does nothing to help his case as a fully straight male, but I probably wouldn't like him as much if he was), that's how good he was.

Okay, second time in three days I've been convinced to spend money that I shouldn't, but this is for a good cause! And he was very charming! And Irish!

I'll... um... work on that.