Two orc children ages 4 and 6 decide it's time to grow up.
"We should start swearing now, we are old enough," says the 6 year old.
"OK, bruv," replies the smaller orc.
At breakfast mummy orc says, "What would you like to eat."
Without hesitation the 6 year old says, "I'll have squashed toad on toast, bitch!"
Furiously mummy orc backhands him, sending him flying.
"And what would you like?" she asks turning to the younger orc.
"I don't know but it won't be the f***ing squashed toad on toast."