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Cussing (Joke)

TooBigTooBig Member Posts: 28,560 ✭✭✭
edited September 2016 in General Discussion
A 6 year old and a 4 year old are raking the yard. The 6 year old asks, "You know what? 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 in for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with hell and you say something with *." The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. When the 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 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!"

Comments

  • randomnutrandomnut Member Posts: 942 ✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    [:D] Early 80's we were fixing to go on a trip. I'm hanging around with Dad at the trunk. Dad asks a question, and I, not sure what he meant, walk to the back seat and ask my Mom and brothers, "Where's the fu***ng map?". I learned that day to not repeat words not known, and don't cuss.
  • Ford 23Ford 23 Member Posts: 3,129
    edited November -1
  • Franz?Franz? Member Posts: 2,628 ✭✭✭✭✭
    edited November -1
    Obviously the 6 and 4 year olds were not Kindergarten ready around here if that was the best they had to throw.
  • AzAfshinAzAfshin Member Posts: 2,986 ✭✭
    edited November -1
    quote:Originally posted by randomnut
    [:D] Early 80's we were fixing to go on a trip. I'm hanging around with Dad at the trunk. Dad asks a question, and I, not sure what he meant, walk to the back seat and ask my Mom and brothers, "Where's the fu***ng map?". I learned that day to not repeat words not known, and don't cuss.


    [:D][:D][:D]
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