A little boy comes down to breakfast.
Since they live on a farm, his mother asks if he had done his chores.
" Not yet, " said the little boy.
His mother tells him no breakfast until he does his jobs.
Well, he's a little teed off, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he
kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes
to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig. He goes back in for breakfast
and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal.
" How come I don't get any eggs and bacon ? Why don't I have any milk
in my cereal ? " he asks.
" Well, " his mother says, " I saw you kick a chicken, so you don't
get any eggs for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you don't get any
bacon for a week either. I saw you kick the cow so for a week you
aren't getting any milk. "
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks Jules, the
pussy cat halfway across the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at his mother with a smile, and says,
" You gonna tell him or should I "
A Fairy Tale For Lungies
Still progressing, but a little setback.
Silly little setbacks!
A little local difficulty.
