“She had five kids and all five had a different father.”
I worked with a black chick like that in Alaska. Although the word, “work”, really doesn’t apply, as she didn’t do sh!t, and the rest of us had to pick up the slack.
This girl was a good worker when she wasn’t off on maternity leave. When I worked for CPS, the law was that to be on welfare they had to be willing to work if the department found them a job and there couldn’t be a man living in the house. Most only worked the required time and then quit in order to qualify for welfare again. When this girl got a good job, she actually stayed with it. She didn’t remember me but I remembered her.