What the hell has the world come to when a dysfunctional family has names to match! The boy is named after a pack of cards, and the three girls were following a 'foodstuffs' pattern until Ritzy messed things up. What would another girl bring, by way of a name? Maize, Corn-on-the-Cob, Falafel? Let me tell you a bit more about this collection of kids and the 'family'.
The mother is now past child-bearing opportunities, at 48 (unless some twat of a doctor, the local health authority and the Human Rights legislation can all combine to allow her a set of Quads on us). But meet her 15-year-old daughter, Soya, who is a great substitute [pun intended] and pleased as punch to be pregnant. The mother, 'jobless' Janet (you didn't think for a minute she'd be working did you?) is delighted with the news because the council will now have to give her a bigger house. Useless cunt.
What with Jake (Soya's boyfriend who's a responsible 17) staying over and one of her sister's babies in the building as well, there are 7 oxygen drainers in the council house. Jobless Janet has come out with some wonderful comments:
"Once the new baby comes the council will have to find us a place with four or five bedrooms."
"I'm sure she'll make a wonderful mum and will teach her children discipline like I have."
"When she was 12 or 13, she went to an under 18s disco and told me about a contest they had to see who could kiss the most boys. I didn't see the harm in it. After all, it was only kissing."
"I know people might think I'm laying down the law after the horse has bolted but Soya won't be sharing a bed with Jake under my roof until she's turned 16 in January."
I have no idea which of the above statements is the most outrageous. JJ seems well able to demonstrate complete contradictions in her actions, thoughts and moral code. In essence, she's fucked up, her kids are fucked up, and the next generation is fucked before it's blown out a fuckin' candle. Still, luckily the expense of all this doesn't fall on these halfwits; no, it's the good old tax payer that feeds them, houses them, and fuels the lunacy that means there are hundreds, thousands even, of families just as messed up as this one.
R.I.P. the UK
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