THE TINY CABIN

A social worker from a big City in recently transferred to the country and was on first tour of her new territory When she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life. Intrigued, she went up and  knocked  on the door.
"Anybody home?" she  asked.
"Yep," came a kid's voice through the door.
"Is your father there?"  asked the social worker.
"Pa?  Nope, he left afore Ma came in," said the kid.
"Well, is your mother there?" persisted the social worker.
"Ma?  Nope, she left  just afore I got here," said the kid.
"But," protested the  social worker, "are you never together as a family?"
"Sure, but not here," said the kid through the door.  "This is the outhouse!"