The Tiny Cabin
A tourist from the Atlanta area was hiking through the mountains of Pigeon Forge when he came upon the tiniest cabin he had ever seen in his life. He’d never seen a Pigeon Forge cabin rentals so intrigued, he went up and knocked on the door.
“Anybody home?” he asked.
“Yep,” came a kid’s voice through the door.
“Is your father there?” asked the tourist.
“Pa? Nope, he left afore Ma came in,” said the kid.
“Well, is your mother there?” persisted the tourist.
“Ma? Nope, she left just afore I got here,” said the kid.
“But,” protested the city slicker, “are you never together as a family?”
“Sure, but not here,” said the kid through the door. “This is the outhouse!
