A 6 year old boy and his 4 year old brother are raking the yard early one morning. The 6 year old says, "You know what? I think it's about time we started learning to cuss." The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, "When we go in for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with 'hell' in it and you're gonna say something with 'ass'." The 4 year old enthusiastically agrees.

After a while, their mother calls them in for breakfast. She walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast. "Aw, hell, Mom," he replies, "I guess I'll have some Cheerios."

Mom reaches across the table and smacks him up beside the head. He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, "You can stay there until I let you out!"

She then comes back downstairs, 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 sweet ass it won't be Cheerios!"