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The Outhouse

Once there was a little boy who lived in the country. The family still
used an outhouse, and the little boy hated it because it was so hot
in the summer, freezing cold in the winter and stank all the time.

The outhouse was sitting on the bank of a creek and the boy was
determined that one day he would push that old outhouse straight
into the creek.

So, one day after a spring rain, the creek was swollen and the little
boy decided today was the day to push the outhouse into the creek.
He found a large pole and started pushing.

Finally, after much effort, the outhouse toppled into the creek and
floated away.

That night his dad told him they were going to the woodshed after
supper. The boy knew that meant a spanking, so he asked why.

The dad replied, "Someone pushed the outhouse into the creek
today. It was you, wasn't it son?"

The boy answered "Yes." 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..."

The dad replied, "Well, son, George Washington's father probably
wasn't in the cherry tree."
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