A woman walks into the City Centrelink office, followed by 15 children …
“WOW” exclaims the social worker, ” “Are they all yours?”
“Yes, they’re all mine,” the flustered mother sighs, having heard that question a thousand times before.
She says, “Sit down, Terry.
All the children are in a hurry to find seats.
“Well,” says the social worker, “then you have to be here to sign up. I’ll need all your children’s names.’
‘This one’s my oldest – he’s Terry.’
‘OK, and who’s next?’
‘Well, this one, he’s Terry, also.’
The social worker raises an eyebrow but continues.
One by one, through the oldest four, all boys, all named Terry.
Next, she is introduced to the eldest girl, named Terri.
“Very well,” says the caseworker. ‘I’m seeing a pattern here. Are they ALL named Terri?’
Their mother replied,
“Yes, that makes it easier. When it’s time to get them out of bed and ready for school, I scream, “Terry! And when it’s dinner time, I just scream “Terry!” And “they all come running.” And ” if I need to stop the kid who’s running into the street, I just yell ‘Terry’ and all of them stop. Calling them all Terry is the smartest idea I’ve ever had. ”
The social worker thinks about this a bit, then wrinkles her forehead and says tentatively,
“But what if you just want ONE kid to come, and not the whole bunch.
‘ I call them by their surnames!’
Hope this joke will make you smile! Have a nice day!