I saw a blonde girl I knew today and she was pushing a pram with a half-caste baby inside. I said to her, “How’s it going?” “Yeah I’m okay. Me the kid and my ex-boyfriend are going on the Jeremy...

I saw a blonde girl I knew today and she was pushing a pram with a half-caste baby inside. I said to her, “How’s it going?”
“Yeah I’m okay. Me the kid and my ex-boyfriend are going on the Jeremy Kyle Show next week for DNA tests.”
“Why, doesn’t he believe he’s the Father?” I asked.
“No it’s me,” she said, “I don’t believe I’m the Mother. He looks nothing like me and we’re not even the same colour.”

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