One morning, two young brothers are waking up. The 6 year-old tells the 4 year-old "You know what? I think it's about time we started cussing." The 4 rear-old nods his head in approval. "When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with 'hell' and you say something with 'ass.' ok?" The 4 year-old agrees with enthusiasm. When their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year-old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, "Aw, hell Mom, I just want some Cheerios." The mother spins around and WHACK!!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. She locks him in his room and shouts, "Dont you ever say that to me again! She comes stomping back downstairs, looks at the 4 year-old and asks with a stern voice, "And what do YOU want for breakfast?" "I don't know, but you can bet your ass it won't be Cheerios!!"