A little boy comes down for breakfast. Since they live on a
farm, his mother asks if he had done his chores. "Not yet," said
the little boy. His mother tells him no 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 for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you don't get
any bacon for a week either. I also saw you kick the cow, so for a
week you aren't getting any milk."
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat
half way across the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at his mother with a sly grin, and asked,
"Are you going to tell him, or should
I?"
