This blog entry was supposed to be a review of Batman The Dark Knight (watched it last night at Mall of Asia) but the supreme awesomeness of that movie left me speechless. All I can really say about that movie is: WATCH IT! WATCH IT!
Anyway, when I got home last night after the movie (long drives are longer if you're alone in a car) I got into an argument with my mother and she got really mad over the foul language I used. Yes, the argument was that bad! As I lay in bed, upset and angry, I inexplicably remembered this joke.
A father noticed that his three young sons were beginning to use foul language even in the house while he and his wife were there. One day, he decided to do something about it.
He was seated with two of his sons at breakfast that day and one of the little brats said to him, "Dad, could you pass the @#$%^ cornflakes?" He flew into a rage and smacked the little shit in the face and grounded him for a week. As he was doing this, the third son entered the room and said, "Dad, can I have some @#$%^ cornflakes?" At this, Dad again flew into a rage and smacked the little foul mouth and also sent him to his room, grounded.
Dad then noticed the second son who was watching him, wide-eyed. "What do you want?" he asked.
The little boy then answered, "I dunno but I sure as hell don't want any of those @#$%^ cornflakes."
Hehehehehe. Okay, it's funnier if you hear it.
And yeah, my mom and I patched thin gs up the next morning. So no huhu.
Anyway, when I got home last night after the movie (long drives are longer if you're alone in a car) I got into an argument with my mother and she got really mad over the foul language I used. Yes, the argument was that bad! As I lay in bed, upset and angry, I inexplicably remembered this joke.
A father noticed that his three young sons were beginning to use foul language even in the house while he and his wife were there. One day, he decided to do something about it.
He was seated with two of his sons at breakfast that day and one of the little brats said to him, "Dad, could you pass the @#$%^ cornflakes?" He flew into a rage and smacked the little shit in the face and grounded him for a week. As he was doing this, the third son entered the room and said, "Dad, can I have some @#$%^ cornflakes?" At this, Dad again flew into a rage and smacked the little foul mouth and also sent him to his room, grounded.
Dad then noticed the second son who was watching him, wide-eyed. "What do you want?" he asked.
The little boy then answered, "I dunno but I sure as hell don't want any of those @#$%^ cornflakes."
Hehehehehe. Okay, it's funnier if you hear it.
And yeah, my mom and I patched thin gs up the next morning. So no huhu.
