Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

Oldie but goodie that my mom sent me:

Cussing 101

A 6 year old and a 4 year old were upstairs in their bedroom. "You know what?" says the 6 year old. "I think it's time we started cussing" The 4 year old nods with approval. The 6 year old continues. "When we go Downstairs for breakfast, I'm going to say something with "H.ll", and you say something with "A.s". The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.

When their Mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for Breakfast, he replies: "Aw, H.ll, 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 just stay there until I let you out". She than goes 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 sweet a.s it won't be Cheerios.......

Posted by vw bug at August 29, 2007 06:43 AM | TrackBack