layne67: (Default)
[personal profile] layne67
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!!!"

Profile

layne67: (Default)
layne67

November 2012

S M T W T F S
     123
456 78 910
1112 13 1415 1617
181920212223 24
252627282930 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 7th, 2025 07:58 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios