Cheerios

Little Johnny and Little Sammy were talking one night before bed. Little Johnny said to his brother, "You know, I think were old enough to start swearing."

His brother's eyes got really big, and he said, "Yeah! We should start swearing tomorrow!"

"Okay," Little Johnny says, "in the morning, I'll start saying 'hell.'"

"Okay," Little Sammy says, "okay, I'll say 'damn.'"

The next morning, they're sitting at the kitchen table and their mother asks Little Sammy what he wants for breakfast.

Little Sammy says, "I think I'll have some damn Cheerios."

Their mother grabs Little Sammy, slings him over her knee, smacks him with her wooden spoon, and drags him down the hall to the bathroom to stick a bar of soap in his mouth. Red in the face and slightly out of breath, she storms back into the kitchen. Glaring at Little Johnny, she says, "And what do YOU want for breakfast?"

Little Johnny, his eyes big as saucers, replies, "I don't know, but I sure as hell don't want any Cheerios!"