trudij
Senior Jockey
> 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 heavens 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 flipping 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 F **K*N PORRIDGE YET!!"
>>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 heavens 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 flipping 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 F **K*N PORRIDGE YET!!"
I can see you were being very diplomatic and not calling it SCOTCH or QUAKER porridge oats either!!! 
some may take umbrage to that?..... 