Amelia runs a small tea shop near the air force base at Laitkor Peak on the upper reaches of Shillong, where she and her husband earn their livelihood by selling vegetables and fish.
Vegetables and fish? Not tea?
The next real wars will be fought with sterility bombs.
Well, at least they're getting some support cash out of it. Under Quebec's "revenge of the cradle", women didn't (although some dispute whether there was such a thing).
If one considers the border as a semi-permeable membrane permeable to humans, one might control immigration by increasing the population on one side and so manipulating the osmotic pressure differential across that border. Border control by osmoregulation.
Genius. Pure genius.
What is with the sidebar title?
Capt: are you forgetting the up to $8k Quebec birth incentive?
Ladies: it's a vagina, not a clown car.
fish tick, Hispreaching Son is the name of the chairman of the Khasi Hills Autonomous District Council (the genius that came up with this plan). Apparently, he refers to the list of women with more than 15 children as the "Felicitation List." Hence, the awkward looking/sounding sidebar title...
Sorry, smt- I thought RTFA stood for read the first article. *blush*
MonkeyFilter: it's a vagina, not a clown car.
Who supplies the bathrooms for all these women and children?
I did forget that, fish. Thanks!
Who supplies the bathrooms for all these women and children?
For the love of....!!#@#&
*hangs head*
Are free colostomy bags offered after birth of 15th child?
You know, I work at a hospital and one of the databases I work on has preset limits on the numbers you can enter. You can override them, but it checks. I mention this because I had to enter someone with NINETEEN pregnancies into the computer the first day I was working on that database and that's when I learned the computer questions anything above 12 as 'no, you don't really mean that, right?'
Are they all called Saddam Hussein I wonder?
This makes things quite difficult at the Husseins'
As you can imagine, with so many Saddams.
And often she wishes that, when they were born,
She had named one of them Bodkin Van Horn.
And one of them Hoos-Foos. And one of them Snimm.
And one of them Hot-Shot. And one Sunny Jim.
Another one Putt-Putt. Another one Moon Face.
Another one Marvin O'Gravel Balloon Face.
And one of them Zanzibar Buck-Buck McFate...
But she didn't do it. And now it's too late.
Zanzibar Buck-Buck McFate
Helllooooo sockpuppet!
Er, hello.
*screams and runs
Ha! I'll be if those poor women had free access to birth control and the ability to use it without penalty, they'd be, like, all "In your face, arseholes."
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