Sign of the times!

3 Bears

Baby bear goes downstairs, 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.

Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his
big chair. He looked into his big bowl and it is also empty.

"Who's been eating my porridge?!?" he roars.

Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch
from the kitchen and yells,

"For God's sake, how many times do we have to go through this you
idiots???!!!

It was Mummy Bear who got up first.

It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house.

It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee.

It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and
put everything away.

It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper and croissants.

It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.

It was Mummy Bear, who put the bloody cats out, cleaned
out the litter boxes, put out their food and refilled their water.

And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-arses
downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy
presence, listen carefully because I'm only going to say this once. . . .


I HAVEN'T MADE THE F***ING PORRIDGE YET!!!"