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>I love a fairy tale.................
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> Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in her little chair at the table.
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>She looks into her little bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my
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>porridge?!!" she squeaks.
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> Daddy Bear arrives at the table and sits in his big chair. He looks
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>into his big bowl and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my
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>porridge?!!" he roars.
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> Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen
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>And yells... "For Goodness Sake, how many times do we have to go
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>through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first, it
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>was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house, it was Mummy Bear who
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>made the coffee, it was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from
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>last night, and put everything away, it was Mummy Bear who went out
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>the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Mummy Bear
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>who set the damn table, it was Mummy Bear who put the friggin cat out,
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>cleaned the litter box and filled the cat's water and food dish, and
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>that you've decided to drag your
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>sorry bear-asses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear's kitchen with your
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>Grumpy presence,listen good, coz I'm only going to say this one more
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> I HAVEN'T MADE THE F**ING PORRIDGE YET!!!"
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