A little boy came down to
breakfast. Since he lived on a farm, his mother asked if he had
done his chores.
"Not yet," said the little boy.
His mother tells him he can't have any breakfast until he does
his chores. Well, he's a little pissed, 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 breakfast and his mother gives him a bowl of
dry cereal.
"How come I don't 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. I saw you kick the pig, so
you don't get any bacon, either. I also saw you kick the cow, so
you aren't getting any milk this morning."
Just about then, his father comes down for breakfast, and he
kicks the cat as he's walking into the kitchen. The little boy
looks up at his mother with a smile, and says, "Are you
going to tell him, or Should I?"