Joke for Saturday
what?" says the 6 year old. "I think it's about time we started cussing."
The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, "When
we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with 'hell' and
you say something with '***'.
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, hell, 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 then comes 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 fat *** it won't be
Cheerios." ...........
I alsways prefered the cereal with marshmellows in it!
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