A 7 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom. ‘You know what?’ says the 7 year old. ‘I think it’s about time we started swearing.’
The 4 year old nods his head in approval, so the 7 year old says, ‘When we go downstairs for breakfast I’m gonna swear first, then you swear after me. OK?’
‘OK’ the 4 year old, agrees with enthusiasm.
The mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he wants for breakfast.
‘Oh, shit mum, I don’t know, I suppose I’ll have some Coco Pops.’
She looked at the 4 year old and asked with a stern voice, ‘And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?’
‘I don’t know,’ he blubbers, ‘but it won’t be fucking Coco Pops.’