There I was, standing in front of the cheese section in a country supermarket. Standing next to me was a ratty looking bloke holding a young baby. Blue singlet, unwashed, smelly. He looked like he was no older than 25, and had about 5 teeth in his head. In a few months, his baby will have more teeth.
An older bloke walked up and asked about the baby. From the conversation they were having, I concluded he had fathered a number before this one. The last question I heard before wandering off to the milk section was, "Is it from the same mum?"
Happy new year - welcome to another year of working hard in order to pay taxes to keep the ferals in a life of ease and comfort.