The Three Bears
Baby Bear goes downstairs, 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. Daddy 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.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatchfrom the kitchen and yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you two idiots?' She continues: 'It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and then put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.'
She sighs, and continues: 'It was Mummy Bear who walked the dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them both their food, and refilled their water. 'And NOW that you've BOTH decided to drag your sorry selves downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, ... listen carefully ... because I'm ONLY going to say this ONCE... 'I HAVEN'T HAD THE TIME TO MAKE YOUR DAMN PORRIDGE YET!!!'