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Growing pains
A 7 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.
"You know what?", says the 7 year old, "I think it's about time we
started
swearing."
The 4 year old nods his head in approval.
"When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'll swear first, then you swear
after me, ok?"
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. The mother walks into the
kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he wants for breakfast.
"Oh, sh*t mum, I guess I'll have some Coco Pops".
WHACK!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor,
gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out. She 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 f***ing life it
won't be Coco Pops"
"You know what?", says the 7 year old, "I think it's about time we
started
swearing."
The 4 year old nods his head in approval.
"When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'll swear first, then you swear
after me, ok?"
The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. The mother walks into the
kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he wants for breakfast.
"Oh, sh*t mum, I guess I'll have some Coco Pops".
WHACK!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor,
gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out. She 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 f***ing life it
won't be Coco Pops"
