It’s Friday – hurrah!
This week, I have my first joke for 2009. Readers have been slow to share this year, so if you get a good joke into your Inbox, do send it along to the usual address for from here.
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits at the table. Who’s been eating my porridge?’ he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives and looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. ‘Who’s been eating my porridge?!?’ he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch and yells, ‘For God’s sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots?
It was Mummy Bear who got up first. Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. Mummy Bear who made the coffee. Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher. Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants. Mummy Bear who set the damn table. Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat’s litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
‘And now that you’ve decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I’m only going to say this once….
“I HAVEN’T MADE THE F***ING PORRIDGE YET!!!”
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