A 6-year-old and a 4-year-old are upstairs in their bedroom. "You know
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 'hell,' and you say 'ass.'"
"OK," 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
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 ass it won't be