Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table. The mother asks the oldest boy what he’d like to eat. « I’ll have some fuckin’ French toast, » he says. The mother is outraged at his language, smacks him, and sends him upstairs. She asks the middle child what he wants. « Well, I guess that leaves more fuckin’ French toast for me, » he says. She is livid, smacks him, and sends him away. Finally she asks the youngest […]
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