A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their
bedroom. The 6 year old asks, "You know what?
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 some thing with "hell"
and you say some thing 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 shut 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!"
The 6 year old continues,"When we go downstairs
for breakfast, I'm gonna say some thing with "hell"
and you say some thing 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 shut 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!"
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