[Tall One In Black]

Where I grew up, finding out someone was pregnant was almost always bad news. It meant another child would arrive in a world of laziness, alcohol abuse, and ignorance. It meant another child would go on the rolls of welfare and food stamps. It meant a perpetuation of the cycle.

I didn't see handsome couples with their smiling children. I saw scruffy barefoot rednecks dragging their ill-mannered brats around while screaming obscenities, cigarette hanging out of their mouth, beer in hand.

Consequently, I am VERY skeptical about babies. It's hard for me to be excited about someone's pregnancy, even if the circumstances are perfect.