Two little boys (5 and 4) were in their room getting dressed for breakfast. The oldest, Johnny, says to his little brother, Jimmy that its about time we did some cursing around here. I'll use the "h" word and you use the "S" word.

they went down for breakfast and their mother askes Johnny what he wants to eat. "oh, Hell mom I feel like a bowl of cheerios."

upon that statement she rabs little Johnny and drags him upstairs and tells him he may not talk like that in her house.......and comes back down.

little Jimmy is sitting there wide eyed and when asked by his mother what he wants  he repies  " you can bet your sweet ass it isnt a bowl of cherrios."