Unfiltered Story #47945

I am outside between the garage and a shed at my parents’ house. My father is looking around in the shed while my mother is working in the garage. Eventually, my father exits the shred frustrated after a fruitless search.

Dad: “Where the hell is my hoe?”

Me: “She’s in the garage.”

Dad: *Laughing*

Mom: *Coming out of the garage and trying not to laugh* “That is not a nice thing to say about your mother.”