A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs
in their bedroom. 'You know
What?' says the 6 year old.
'I think it's about time we started cussing. The 4 year old nods
his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, 'When we go
downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with hell and
you say something with ass..' The 4 year old agrees with
enthusiasm.
When the mother walks into the
kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he
replies, 'Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I'll have
Some Cheerios.'
WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the
Kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out,
with his
Mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every
step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, 'You can stay there
until I let you out!'
She then comes back downstairs, looks at
the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, 'And what do YOU want for
breakfast, young man?' I don't know, he blubbers, 'but you can bet
your fat ass it won't be Cheerios!'