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 start cursing." The
4-year-old nods his head in approval. The 6-year-old
continues. "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm
going to say hell and you say *ss."
"OK!" The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
Their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the
6-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 crying his
eyes out, with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his
rear every step. The mom locks him in his room and
shouts "You can just stay there till 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 *ss
it won't be Cheerios!"
2007-11-15
02:43:28
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