The 3 bears

THIS SHOULD END ALL 3 BEARS STORIES





Baby Bear goes downstairs and 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. Papa Bear arrives at the big table and

sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl, and

it is also empty. "Who's been eating my

Porridge?!!,"he roars. Momma Bear puts her head

through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells,

"For Christ's sake, how many times do we have to go

through this with you idiots? It was

Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who

woke everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made

the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the

dishwasher from last night, and put everything away,

it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early

morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear

who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who put the

friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled

the cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've

decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and

grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,

listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more

time.



"I HAVEN'T MADE THE FUCKING PORRIDGE YET !!