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 something with 'hell' and you say
something with 'ass'. The 4 year old agrees with
enthusiasm.

When their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the
6 year old wh at 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
ass it won't be Cheerios