Coco Pops


A 7 year-old and a 5 year-old are in their bedroom.

“You know what?” says the 7 year-old, “I think it’s time we started swearing. When we go downstairs for breakfast, I’ll swear first, then you.”

“Okay,” replies the 5 year-old.

In the kitchen, when the mother asks the 7 year-old what he wants for breakfast, he answers, “I’ll have Coco Pops, bitch.”

“You are grounded,” yells the mother, “get to your room this instance!”

The mother then looks at the 5 year-old and sternly asks, “And what do you want?”

“Dunno,” he replies, “But it won’t be fucking Coco Pops.”

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