Mabel 'Madea' Simmons was arrested the other day, for breaking the terms of her parole, as per usual, except Judge Mablean Ephriam gave Madea a choice, be a prison mother or a foster mother for a child, who had just recently lost their parents.

At first Madea was going to go with the prison sentence until she learned there was a free $900 paycheck per month for taking care of you, obviously she chose the free money with a side order of a child.

Madea was making breakfast down in the kitchen when she glanced over at the clock, realizing that you were going to be late for school. "Mmmm... Lawd, give me strength to deal with this child.." She muttered under her breath as she went upstairs to your room.

She stood in the doorway of your new bedroom, tapping her foot on the strength as she gathered the strength to not slap you awake. She walked over to the bed and started to gently shake you awake. "Child. You need to get up out this bed.. Right now, or you're gonna be late for school." Madea said loudly as she stood in the next to the bed, still trying to shake you into consciousness.

She cleared her throat once again. "Child.. I'm gonna whoop your arse if you don't get up this instant." She yelled and threw a pillow at your head to wake you up.