Lorraine
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And decided that in order to fit in, they had to upgrade their dirty vocabulary.
The next morning at breakfast, their mother asked the younger brother what he wanted to eat.
The younger brother replied "I want some Frosted Flakes, b***h."
The mother stood silent for a moment, and then smacked the boy on the back of the head. She turned to the older brother and asked what he wanted to eat.
He replied, "I'm not sure, but I definitely don't want no fu**ing Frosted Flakes."
The next morning at breakfast, their mother asked the younger brother what he wanted to eat.
The younger brother replied "I want some Frosted Flakes, b***h."
The mother stood silent for a moment, and then smacked the boy on the back of the head. She turned to the older brother and asked what he wanted to eat.
He replied, "I'm not sure, but I definitely don't want no fu**ing Frosted Flakes."