Tatts was always a bludging bogan, who hated every other son-of-an-Ogre who leeched off of his hard earned taxes, which he himself never paid. Tatts never paid taxes because he was always too busy working out schemes to leech off of the hard earned taxes of others.

Tatts spent his whole life drinking and smoking halfling-weed in the filth of his own cave, eating take-away maggot-bread, playing the Greno lottery and having his way with any She-Orc or Goblin that happened to stumble within arm's reach of the couch. Occasionally, he would duck down to the corner mold-bar for some munchies and a few scratchies, or to the Welfare Goblin for his dole check, but otherwise his only social interaction was to express dissatisfaction in his good-for-nothing son, who had been left in the cave by some unknown She-Orc Tatts had once grabbed. For several years the Orcling had been completely ignored, until Tatts realised that he could increase his dole payment by claiming a dependent. Put on the spot by the Welfare Goblin, Tatts had named the child after the two things he loved the most: Tatts Dolepayment.

Tatts had a long and happy life, and was even able to retire from dole-bludging and claim the aged pension. His only disappointment was his son who never amounted to anything at all and spent his whole life leeching off of the hard earned taxes that Tatts himself never paid.

Finally Tatts died stoned and drunk in his cave. His son is still a great disappointment to him and has failed to live up to Tatt's expectations or even his own example. But Tatts is willing to rectify that; maybe as a dead dole-bludger his son won't be such a let down.