OCTOMOM: Yes I did. You notice they all have name tags on them so I can tell them apart. All babies look alike as you probably know. When I first saw the last eight on the ultrasound – they all looked the same. They had to have one of those big screen jobs so I could see all of them looking alike.
Can I introduce them to you?
DARTBOARD: Sure
OCTOMOM: Okay, first this is Eenie, then Meennie, Miny, and Moe, then there’s Sneezy, Sleepy, Dopey, Doc, Happy, Bashful, and Grumpy, and in the back is Curly, Larry, Moe and Ringo.
DARTBOARD: That’s 15. I thought you had 14.
OCTOMOM: I do. One of them is not mine. I’m babysitting one for a friend.
DARTBOARD: Which one?
OCTOMOM: To be honest – I don’t remember.
DARTBOARD: Nevermind.
OCTOMOM: I don’t.
DARTBOARD: Mind if I ask a question?
OCTOMOM: That is a question.
DARTBOARD: How do you manage to feed all these little ones?
OCTOMOM: Easy – I rent a cow.
DARTBOARD: Do you have any plans for yourself?
OCTOMOM: Well if don't get that job working at the circus – I might run for governor of Alaska.
DARTBOARD: Ms Suleman, thanks for coming in.
OCTOMOM: Don’t you want to see me breast feed?
DARTBOARD: No thanks. Good night.
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