This is an old farm story. Maybe you heard it before and maybe not.
Back in the days when Farms had Outhouses to relieve yourself,
this rural farm family was just finishing breakfast when little Jebs
Ma asked him if he had cleaned the Outhouse. Nope, he said.
I told you a week ago to clean it, now you get your butt out there
and clean it. Awe Ma, I hate that job Jeb said. Ma said, git out
there and clean it.
Now little Jeb did'nt just fall off the turnip truck. He used to
watch his Grandpa use dynamite to blow stumps and rocks while
clearing the fields up in the back land. He went up to barn and found
a stick of dynamite, lit it and dropped it in the outhouse dung hole.
That should clean it he said, and took off.
About this time his Pa came running around the corner, ran in the
outhouse, dropped his pants and sat on the throne. Boooooom.
Blew him clear across the field. Picked himself up, brushing the
dung and bits of paper off himself yelling, Wooooooeeee
Dang glad I did'nt let that one go in the kitchen
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