Monday, February 02, 2009

The 3 Bears

A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful Morning...



Baby bear
Goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.


He looks into
His small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my
Porridge?' he Squeaks.

Daddy Bear
Arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He 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 from the kitchen 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. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in
The house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who
Unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was
Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went
Out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants.
It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.



'It was 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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