Little Johnny comes down for breakfast. Since they live on a farm, his mother
asks if he had done his chores. "Not yet," said Little Johnny. His mother tells
him no breakfast until he does his chores. Well, he's a little pissed, so he goes
to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he
kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig. He goes back in for
breakfast and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal.


"How come I don't get any eggs and bacon? 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. I also saw you kick the cow, so for a week you aren't
getting 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 smile, and says, "Are you
going to tell him, or should I?"