“So sad,” said Mrs Swift. “My son telling bigoted jokes. Is this how you were brought up?”
Little Johnny Swift hung his head. “No,” he whispered.
“We tried to set a good example for you,” said Mr Swift. “And now -- this. Do you realize how badly this might affect your future?”
Little Johnny fidgeted. “Yes.”
“The principal will let it slide for now,” Mrs Swift said. “But if he ever hears…!”
“OK,” whispered Johnny.
“And,” Mr Swift hesitated. “How many Earthmen does it take to change a lightbulb?”
“Both of them,” whispered Johnny, picking his quasinose with his pseudopod.
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