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A 7 year old and a 5 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.
>
> "You know what?" says the 7 year old, "I think it's about time we
> started swearing."
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> The 5 year old nods his head in approval.
>
> "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm going to swear first, then
> you swear after me, OK?"
>
> "OK" the 5 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
>
> His mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he
> wants for breakfast.
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> "Oh ****, mum, I guess I'll have some Coco Pops"
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> WHACK!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor,
> he gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out.
>
> She looks at the 5 year old and asks with a stern voice, "And what do
> YOU want for breakfast, young man?"
>
> "I don't know," he blubbers, "but it won't be f***ing Coco Pops."
>
> "You know what?" says the 7 year old, "I think it's about time we
> started swearing."
>
> The 5 year old nods his head in approval.
>
> "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm going to swear first, then
> you swear after me, OK?"
>
> "OK" the 5 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
>
> His mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 7 year old what he
> wants for breakfast.
>
> "Oh ****, mum, I guess I'll have some Coco Pops"
>
> WHACK!! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor,
> he gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out.
>
> She looks at the 5 year old and asks with a stern voice, "And what do
> YOU want for breakfast, young man?"
>
> "I don't know," he blubbers, "but it won't be f***ing Coco Pops."