August 03, 2005
On this day:

The real life of the 3 bears

Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, 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 Heaven'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 made and packed your lunches, it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, and put the recycling out, it was Momma Bear who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who put the frigging cat out cleaned the litterbox, and filled the cat's water and food dish, and, now that you decided to drag your sorry bear-butts downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time.


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