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For those who need some cheering up.
My friend Betty sent me this.
A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning.
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He
looks into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?"
he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He
looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my
porridge?!?" he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen
and yells, "For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this
with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear
who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It
was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything
away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy
Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper
and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
"It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's
litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
"And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses
downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once....
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!!!"
A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning.
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He
looks into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?"
he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He
looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my
porridge?!?" he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen
and yells, "For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this
with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear
who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It
was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything
away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy
Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper
and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
"It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's
litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
"And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses
downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once....
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!!!"
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psst! I missed your birthday! I hope it was a good day for you! *hugs*
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:D
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rotfl!
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*dances*
*twirls you*
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Hope you're feeling much better now, Glory *hugs you*
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That is priceless :)
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Now that's a GOOD one ♥