TWO BROTHERS aged four and seven were in their bedroom. You know what? said the seven-year-old, I think its about time we started swearing.
The four-year-old nodded his head in agreement.
When we go downstairs for breakfast Im gonna swear first, then you swear after me, OK? The four-year-old agreed and they went down to the kitchen. Their mother walked in and asked the seven-year-old what he wanted for breakfast. Oh, shit, Mum, I guess Ill have some Coco Pops.
WHACK! She caught him around the ear with a mighty blow and he flew out of his chair and across the kitchen floor.
She looked at the four-year-old and asked with a stern voice, And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man? I dont know, he blubbered, but it wont be f**king Coco Pops. |
