What’d you call me?

13 Jun

Regarding a broken garden hoe, which, for the second time, had become detached from it’s handle.

Me: I fixed your hoe.

Mom: It’ll just break again.

Me: I don’t think so. Last time I fixed it, it was fine for three weeks. And after I smooshed it back together, I went out and hoed around a little.

Mom: You’re such a little hoer.

2 Responses to “What’d you call me?”

  1. The Modern Gal 15. Jun, 2010 at 7:44 am #

    Whiskey … hoer … maybe your mom doesn’t like you.

    Reply
  2. Erica 15. Jun, 2010 at 8:36 am #

    @ModernGal: I’ve wondered … Especially during/after road trips like this one.

    Reply

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