Little Johnny comes down to breakfast. Since they live on a farm, his mother asks if he’s done his chores.
“Not yet,” says Little Johnny.
His mother tells him, “No breakfast until you do your chores.”
Well, he’s a little upset, so he goes to feed the chickens—and kicks a chicken.
Then he goes to feed the cows—and kicks a cow. Finally, he goes to feed the pigs—and kicks a pig.
He comes back in for breakfast, and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal.
“How come I don’t get any eggs and bacon? And why don’t I have any milk in my cereal?” he asks.
“Well,” his mother says, “I saw you kick a 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. And I saw you kick the cow, so for a week you won’t get any milk.”
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat halfway across the kitchen.
Little Johnny looks up at his mother with a grin and says,
“Are you going to tell him, or should I?” 😏