Welfare Office

Oldgrunt

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From an email.



Hmmmm, there just might be a grain of truth in this one...

A WOMAN WALKS INTO THE DOWNTOWN WELFARE OFFICE, TRAILED BY 15 KIDS.
'WOW,' THE SOCIAL WORKER EXCLAIMS, 'ARE THEY ALL YOURS?"
'YEP, THEY ARE ALL MINE,' THE FLUSTERED MOMMA SIGHS, HAVING HEARD THAT
QUESTION A THOUSAND TIMES BEFORE.
SHE SAYS, 'SIT DOWN TERRY.' ALL THE CHILDREN RUSH TO FIND SEATS.
'WELL,' SAYS THE SOCIAL WORKER, 'THEN YOU MUST BE HERE TO SIGN UP.
I'LL NEED ALL YOUR CHILDREN'S NAMES.'
''WELL, TO KEEP IT SIMPLE, THE BOYS ARE ALL NAMED TERRY AND THE GIRLS
ARE ALL NAMED TERRI."
IN DISBELIEF, THE CASE WORKER SAYS, 'ARE YOU SERIOUS? THEY'RE ALL NAMED
TERRY?'
THEIR MOMMA REPLIED, 'WELL, YES - IT MAKES IT EASIER. WHEN IT'S TIME TO
GET THEM OUT OF BED AND READY FOR SCHOOL , I YELL, TERRY!' AN' WHEN
IT'S TIME FOR DINNER, I JUST YELL 'TERRY!' AND THEY ALL COME A
RUNNING. AND IF I NEED TO STOP THE KID WHO'S RUNNING INTO THE STREET,
I JUST YELL 'TERRY' AND ALL OF THEM STOP. IT'S THE SMARTEST IDEA I
EVER HAD, NAMING THEM ALL TERRY..'
THE SOCIAL WORKER THINKS THIS OVER FOR A BIT, THEN WRINKLES HER
FOREHEAD AND SAYS TENTATIVELY, 'BUT WHAT IF YOU JUST WANT ONE KID TO
COME, AND NOT THE WHOLE BUNCH?'
'THEN I CALL THEM BY THEIR LAST NAMES.
 

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