Little Rodney comes down to breakfast. Since they
live on a farm, his mother asks if he had done his
chores.
"Not yet," said the little Rodney.
His mother tells him no breakfast until
he does his chores.
Well, he's a little ticked off, 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 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 halfway across the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at his mother
with a smile, and says,
"You gonna tell him or should I?"
live on a farm, his mother asks if he had done his
chores.
"Not yet," said the little Rodney.
His mother tells him no breakfast until
he does his chores.
Well, he's a little ticked off, 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 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 halfway across the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at his mother
with a smile, and says,
"You gonna tell him or should I?"
