Had to rant at a site all a-blather about octo-babies, sick of hearing "teachers" natter about:
It’s the buzz in the lounge. It’s the prattle around the water cooler, the conversation near the coffee pot: the poor obsessive-compulsive woman who had eight babies… to add to her present six children. What she did not have was a “job” and a “husband.” Sandwiched between the tsk-tsks and the cluck-clucks is grousing about how “I made my…
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