So, on the way home, I bumped into Ivana, and Kal bumped into Justin. Ivana and I talked shop (Kinder / KFC) and Kal and Justin discussed me. (As you do.) They decided that I couldn't possibly have twenty kids all at once, because they couldn't work out what that would be called.
Of course, the fact that it is physically impossible even for someone with a perfect womb never quite entered their heads. Although they did work out that 20 kids would probably weigh more than me.
I'm allowed to have ten. Ten kids would apparently be called a ten-plate.