A 7 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.


"You know what?", says the 7 year old, "I think it's about time we started
swearing."


The 4 year old nods his head in approval.


"When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'll swear first, then you swear after
me, OK?"


The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.


The mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he wants for
breakfast.


"Oh, sh*t mum, I guess I'll have some Coco Pops".


WHACK!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets
up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out.


She looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, "And what do you
want for breakfast, young man?!"


"I don't know," he blubbers, "but you can bet your f***ing life it won't be
Coco Pops"