Social Worker: Vicky, where is your baby?
Vicky Pollard: Swapped it for a Westlife CD.
Social Worker: Vicky, how could you do such a thing?
Vicky Pollard: I know. They're rubbish.
Vicky Pollard: Stop giving me evils!
Vicky Pollard: Anyway don't listen to her coz everyone knows her fanny goes sideways
Teacher: [Vicky has walked out of the class and left the pram with her baby in behind] Vicky aren't you going to take your baby?
Vicky Pollard: No don't worry I've got loads at home
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