Demons... I Mean Little boys

Young human boys seem to mature slower then boys on my planet. I believe it's because there are no Zigrolifs Monsters on earth, and robots aren't very patient. I think the soul purpose of little brothers is to chase their sisters around with frogs and to sing the exact same song over and over and over again. I don't understand why little brothers like to pick fights with people twice their size. Fortunately  their is something called a mother to make sure little brothers make it to adulthood. Mothers also keep their children from jumping off the roof, playing in the street, cooking caterpillars over a fire, eating grasshoppers, or throwing their little sisters in the porcupine den. In their defense, little boys do like to learn. They'll learn everything about dinosaurs, planets,  superheros, and annoying their siblings. I think little brothers live by ten rules:

1) If something is funny once it's funny the 500th time.

2) If someone tells you to stop that means do it at a higher volume.

3) Stop can also mean stop after you're done.

4) Everything is indestructible. Treat all items as such.

5) If the neighbors can't hear you. You're being too quiet.

6) All frogs, lizards, snakes and spiders are toys.

7) Anything outside or in the bathroom is free to be peed on.

8) Boys get one point for annoying their siblings, two for not getting caught, and three for getting their sibling in trouble for it.

9) All food is for immediate consumption. Extra points are earned for spreading crumbs all over the house.

10) If you haven't annoyed someone in the last five minutes, you'd better be hiding playing a video game.

May your little brothers live to adulthood, and become tolerable human beings.

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