A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.
âYou know what?â says the 6 year old. âI think itâs about time we started cussing.â
The 4 year old nods his head in approval.
The 6 year old continues, âWhen we go downstairs for breakfast, Iâm gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass.â
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, âAw, hell, Mom, I guess Iâll have some Cheerios.â
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, âYou can stay there until I let you out!â
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, âAnd what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?â
âI donât know,â he blubbers, âbut you can bet your fat ass it wonât be Cheerios.â