The 3 Bears (does this one sound familiar to us?)
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, now that
you've decided to 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 @#$%* PORRIDGE YET !!
