F**king Bread

Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table. The mother asks the oldest boy what hed like to eat. "Ill have some fuckin bread," he says.

The mother is outraged at his language, hits him, and sends him upstairs. She asks the middle child what he wants. "Well, I guess that leaves more fuckin bread for me," he says.

She is livid, smacks him, and sends him away.

Finally she asks the youngest son what he wants for breakfast. "I dont know," he says meekly, "but I definitely dont want the fuckin bread."