alice
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The REAL 3 Bears storyA far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning...
Baby bear goes downstairs, 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.
Daddy 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.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells,
'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this
once....
'I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!!! 
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Spenny
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sounds about right 1st thing in the morning 
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Gaz
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That story doesn't sound even remotely right. 
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sandie seward
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Obviously written by an ardent Feminist who got totally peed-off waiting on her menfolk hand, foot, and finger. 
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alice
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It was me who wrote it, ring any bells Gaz.
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sandie seward
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MISTER C
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 Busy bear that there "Mama" bear.............you would think she would do the porridge first though can't work on an empty stomach
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Andrew
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Best version I heard was 'B*gg*r the porridge, someone's had the video'
Although your version is strangely familiar somehow and is always the prompt for my being a bit more proactive in the loading the dishwasher, taking out the rubbish sort of area....
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