they go downstairs. The boys sit at the table and
their mom greets them.
“Good morning boys, what would you like
for breakfast?”
Billy looks at his older brother, who smiles and
throws his arm over the back rest and says,
“Ah hell mom, make it cheerios.”
Their mom turns around and chases him up the
stairs spanking him the whole way.
When she returns she looks at Billy and says,
“And what would you like my little angel.”
Billy nervously replies, “I don’t know,
but you can bet your ass it ain’t cheerios.”