Once again, I'm indebted to Fred Ashford for sending me a joke. If you find this one okay, please be kind and give it a thumbs up on the Stumble button at the bottom of the blogpost.
A seven year old and a four year old were upstairs in their bedroom. 'You know what?' said the seven year old, 'I think it's about time we started to swear.'
The four year old slowly nodded his head in wide-eyed agreement.
The seven year old said 'When we go downstairs for breakfast I'll swear first,then you swear after me, OK?'
'OK' the four year old agreed tentatively.
Their mother walked into the kitchen and asked the seven year old what he wanted for breakfast.
He looks her straight in the eye and says, 'Who gives a shit. Maybe I'll have some Coco Pops'
WHACK!! She hit him so hard that he flew out of his chair and across the kitchen. He got up, and ran upstairs crying his eyes out.
She stared at the four year old and asked with a stern voice, 'And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?'
'I don't know,' he blubbered, 'But it won't be f*****g Coco Pops.'
Great one Fred - love it.
- Next post Bedlam Humour: The Essex Girl.
1 comment:
"Once again, I'm indebted to Fred Ashford for sending me this joke"
How many times has he had to send it to you?
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