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| Cheerios A five-year-old and 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 five-year-old continues, "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm gonna say 'hell' and you gonna 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 chairs, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up and runs upstairs bowling. 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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