Cheerios
A five year old and a four year old are upstairs in their bedroom.
"You know what?" says the five year old, "I
think it's about time we start swearing."
The four year old nods his head in approval. The 5 year old
continues, "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm gonna
say "hell," and you say "ass," okay?"
The four year old agrees with enthusiasm.
The mother walks into the kitchen and asks the five year old
what he wants for breakfast.
"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 bawling.
The mom looks at the four year old and asks with a stern voice,
"And what do YOU want for
breakfast, young man?"
"I'm not sure," he says, "but you can bet your
ass it won't be Cheerios."
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