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.'*