A mother, father, and their young son were sitting down for family dinner when the boy flatly refused to touch his Brussels sprouts.
“Eat your greens, sweetheart,” the mother coaxed gently.
“NO!” the boy shouted, crossing his arms stubbornly.
Seeing the standoff, the father leaned over and whispered something quietly into his son’s ear. Instantly, the boy’s eyes went wide. He grabbed his fork, gobbled up every single sprout on his plate, and immediately ran up to his bedroom.
Astounded, the mother turned to her husband. “What on earth did you say to him to make him do that?”
The father smirked. “I just told him his willy wouldn’t grow any bigger if he didn’t eat his vegetables.”
Smack!
The mother immediately slapped the father hard across the back of his head.
Rubbing his head in pain, the father yelped, “Ouch! What the hell was that for?!”
The mother stared at him coldly and replied,
“That is for refusing to eat your damn sprouts when you were a child.”
