THIS SHOULD END ALL OF THE 3 BEARS STORIES
 

Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the big
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 God's sake, how many times do we have to go through
this? 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
table, it was Momma Bear who put the 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-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 . . .................................. "I HAVENT MADE THE DAMN PORRIDGE YET"

lmao