A little boy comes down to breakfast. Since they live on a farm, his mother asks if he has done his chores. ''Not yet'', said the boy. His mother tells him no breakfast until he does his chores. Well he's a little peaved, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig. He goes back in for his breakfast and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal.
''How come I dont get any eggs and bacon? Why don't I have any milk in my cereal?'' he asks.
''Well,'' his mother says, ''I saw you kick a chicken, so you don't get any eggs for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you don't get any bacon for a week either. I saw you kick the cow, so for a week you aren't getting any milk.''
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat halfway across the kitchen. The little boy looks at his mother with a smile, and says, ''Are you going to tell him, or should I?''
''How come I dont get any eggs and bacon? Why don't I have any milk in my cereal?'' he asks.
''Well,'' his mother says, ''I saw you kick a chicken, so you don't get any eggs for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you don't get any bacon for a week either. I saw you kick the cow, so for a week you aren't getting any milk.''
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat halfway across the kitchen. The little boy looks at his mother with a smile, and says, ''Are you going to tell him, or should I?''