Stephie_B
09-22-2004, 01:19 PM
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, he looks
into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!",
he squeaks.
Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into
his big bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!," he
roars.
Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and
yells, "For Christ's sake, how many times do we have to go through this with
you idiots? It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke
everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma
Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put everything away.
It was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the
newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who
put the friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the cat's water
and food dish, and you drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and grace
Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence. Listen good, cause I'm only
going to say this one more time:
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE DAMN PORRIDGE YET !!
into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!",
he squeaks.
Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into
his big bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!," he
roars.
Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and
yells, "For Christ's sake, how many times do we have to go through this with
you idiots? It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke
everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma
Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put everything away.
It was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the
newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who
put the friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the cat's water
and food dish, and you drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and grace
Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence. Listen good, cause I'm only
going to say this one more time:
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE DAMN PORRIDGE YET !!