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I just had to share with you all this email i got
A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful
morning...
>> >
>> >
>> > Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table,
>> > and 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 we 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 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 put the bloody cats out, cleaned the
>> > litter boxes, gave the cats 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!!!"
>> >
Hugs
Vicki
I'm in stitches here!!!!!!!
:hug:
Tracy
That is cute! And true!
Jane
*LOL* I read that to my husband, and his retort was,"OUCH. Mummy Bear's got issues!" ...where upon I promptly bit his head off.
Well. Not exactly, 'cause he had just come out of the shower and was in his boxers looking scrumptious before bedtime.
*grin*
Amelia