A little boy comes down to breakfast. Since they live
on a farm, his mother asks if he had done his chores.
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"Not yet," said the little boy. His mother tells him
he can't have any breakfast until he does his chores.
Well, he's a little ticked off, so he goes to feed the
chickens, and 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.
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"How come I don't get any eggs and bacon? Why don't I
have milk in my cereal?"
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"Well," his mother says, "I saw you kick the 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."
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Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and
kicks the pussycat as he's walking into the kitchen.
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The little boy looks up at his mother with a smile,
and says, "Are you going to tell him, or should I?"