Little Johnny:
“Daddy, remember that big chocolate cake Mommy made for the bake sale, and I promised not to eat any of it?”
Dad:
“Yes, son.”
Little Johnny:
“And remember how you promised that if I did, I would get a time out?”
Dad:
“Yes, son.”
Little Johnny:
“Well, now that I’ve broken my promise, it’s probably only fair that you break yours too.”