When you see something that could make almost anyone at Smith Mountain Lake smile, it seems worth sharing. I don’t care for most jokes I hear these days, but good clean humor is repeatable. Some of you may have seen this being passed around before, but since laughter is good medicine….
There was this little kid who lived out in the country. They didn’t have indoor plumbing and so they had an outhouse. But the little boy hated the outhouse because it was stifling hot in the summer and full of bees and spiders and stuff. And it was freezing cold in the winter. But the smell bugged him and it stank all the time.
The outhouse was situated on the bank of a creek a ways from the house and the boy determined that one day he would push that outhouse into the creek and try to make it look like an accident. One day after a spring rain the creek was swollen and filled with high, rushing water. So the little boy decided today was the day to push the outhouse into the creek.
He got a large branch and stuck it under the edge of the outhouse and pushed with all his might. The outhouse resisted for a moment, but it was old and it quickly toppled into the creek and floated rapidly away. The boy smiled happily as it sailed out of view around the bend in the creek.
That night at the table the boy’s dad told him they were going to have to go to the woodshed after supper. Knowing this meant a spanking, the little boy asked why. The dad replied, “Someone pushed the outhouse into the creek today. It was you, wasn’t it, son?”
The boy answered honestly that it was he who did it. Then he thought a moment and said, “Dad, I read in school today that George Washington chopped down a cherry tree and didn’t get into trouble because he told the truth about doing it.”
The dad replied, “Well, son, George Washington’s father wasn’t in that cherry tree.”
