A boy and his father were playing catch in the
front yard when the boy saw a honey bee.  He ran
over and stomped it. 

"That was a honey bee," his father said, "one of
our friends, and for stomping him you will do 
without honey for a week." 

Later the boy saw a butterfly so he ran over and
stomped it.  

"That was a butterfly," his father said, "one of
our friends, and for stomping him you will do 
without butter for a week." 

The next morning the family had sat down for 
breakfast.  The boy ate his plain toast 
(no honey and butter.) 

Suddenly a cockroach ran from under the stove.
His mother stomped it . 

The boy looked at his father and said, "Are you
going to tell her Dad, or should I?"