Notes from the Chicago welfare office.... A woman walks into the downtown welfare office, trailed by 15 kids. 'WOW."" the social worker exclaims, ""Are they all yours?"" ""Yep, they is all mine,"" the flustered momma sighs, having heard that question a thousand times before. She says, ""Sit down Leroy."" All the children rush to find seats. ""Well.""' says the social worker, ""Then you must be here to sign up. I'll need all your children's names."" ""Well, to keep it simple, the boys is all name…