LIVERPOOL CLASSIC!

A woman walks into the Liverpool benefits office, trailed by 15 kids. >

‘WOW!’ the social worker exclaims, ‘Are they ALL > yours?  ‘Yeah, they are all mine,’ the flustered mother 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, ‘you must be here to sign up. I’ll need all your children’s names.’

‘This one’s my oldest – he is Terry.’

‘OK, and who’s next?’  ‘Well, this one is Terry, too.’

The social worker raises an eyebrow but she continues, one by one, through the oldest four boys, all named Terry.

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